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boo.

my name's zoe lee (:

currently studying business economics and finance in NOTTINGham.

i'm 21! goin' on the big TWO-TWO :D
and i'm from kuching!

I think I am pretty normal for a nineteen year old. I fall down a lot, laugh a lot, hide a lot of things from people and all those other things.

What about you?

Psalm 23 ♥


You can mail me at:
zoegal@hotmail.com
faith.life.zoe@gmail.com
my facebook




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put ur dingdong in the ayer
-Hui Na

If you HATE me then God bless you (:

Friday, February 19, 2010
i miss you.

I'm not going to lie.
You've been on my mind.
It seems like everywhere I go,
I see your face all the time.

Although it's been so long,
I still wished you were here.
To see how much I've grown,
After all these years.

Do you remember our late nights,
when we used to talk till the morning light?
Our special hand shakes
and all the other signals and signs?

The promises we made
and the songs we sang,
in your car,
on the phone,
behind your backyard?

Do you still think about me?
As much as I think about you?
Do you still care?
I miss you.

Over the years,
I try to be strong.
To move forward,
and forget about it all.

But I can't seem to put you aside,
these memories just won't go.
It hurts to know that you're not mine
and I can't let go.

Do you remember my cries,
in the middle of the night?
And how I wished you were there,
to hold me tight.

Do you think about me?
and who we once were?
Are these memories haunting you, too?
Deep down inside?

Do you remember our very first kiss,
in the morning mist?
And those long nights,
working till daylight?


Do you miss them?
Cause I do.
and I really want you to know,
that I miss you.

Maybe someday soon,
I'll find a cure.
For this never ending heartache
and finally move on.

But until that day,
I would like to say,
and I would always say,
I miss you.

inspired by:
Belle of the Boulevard- Dashboard Confessional;
Goodbye- Miley Cyrus;
and;
my amazing ability to over-think (if there is actually such a word) most situations.

love,
zoe lee.