Today as you are turning 29, a step away from leaving the twenties, I remember when we first met, you were 22 and I was what 18, we were young and we grow old together. But you know what you have never changed; you still 22 years old kid to me. You are still the young kid who does not know where to go. The one who lost and can not figure the right way to go. You are still the one who make promises to break. You are still the one who lie to me and who still want me to believe The one who always need my help to figure out which way to go. For me, you were irresistible. You are still the same kid I once met, but you are just a 29 years old man. But I am not the girl you once met. P.S That was a draft that was written 2 years ago, exactly on Friday, February,2009. Today I decided to post it
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