You

If you cannot handle me at my worst, you definitely don't deserve to be with me.

Mark my words.

Quote

"Sometimes we go back to people because we realize how impossible it is to live without them."

-MHAH

Sampai Hati

Awak ajar saya macam-macam dari awal hubungan kita.

Awak ajar saya tentang pentingnya melayan antara satu sama lain dengan cara yang lain untuk menunjukkan kita istimewa.
Awak ajar saya bersabar dalam hubungan.
Awak ajar saya hormat mana-mana perkara yang kita tidak suka, walaupun perkara itu mungkin remeh.

Tapi hari ini perasaan saya ditolak mentah-mentah.
Hari ini saya diherdik, dimaki.
Hari ini saya dicaci, dilayan kasar.

Mana pergi semua yang awak ajarkan?

Saya tak tahu hendak berasa apa.

Avoid

I know you have stopped reading, and trying to stop caring.
I know how painful it must be for you, as seeing you hurt hurts me too.

It's raining very heavily outside, and I'm crying pretty hard too right now.

This blog has turned out to be the other way around. It wasn't supposed to be sappy, it was supposed to be a cheerful bubbly one.

It wasn't supposed to be filled with our stories. It was supposed to be my other stories.

As for now, honestly speaking, I don't know what to do.

I can only wish something happens, and that something can help me decide. Wishful thinking.

Duhai kasihku yang satu,

Api usah dibalas api
Kelak bukan saja membakar diri
Menjadi abu menyemat benci

Duhai kasihku yang satu,

Api harus disimbah air
Semudah itu.

I Love You But It Aint Gonna Work

There's only one thing I learnt to understand the hard way about our relationshp: it's not going to work.

No matter how compatible we are, how lovingly in love are we, how inseparable we are - these aren't going to help.

You, with your ideology that is totally in contrast with me.

I still love you very dearly. And there's no way I can live a second without thinking of you.

For All Those Times You Stood By Me

I never thought losing someone so important in life would lead to a low self-esteem. It sucks and hurts so much listening to other people's stories. They complain that the parents do this and that. And I would speak very silently to myself, "At least you have one to complain about."

The feeling is killing me. It never gets better.

I am all handicapped now. It's almost literally like walking with a foot. Though I may seem okay on the surface, I actually take offense everytime you mention about it. :'(