Personal stuff, maaf sekiranya post ini tidak memberi sebarang manfaat.
We were out of each other’s range, in the sense that I don’t know what’s going on with you and vice versa. Unless if I happened to read you tweet or your Facebook status or your blog update.
So it’s normal that we never knew each other’s plan.
So it’s normal that we never knew each other’s plan.
Back then, I wanted to come there because of you. Just to see how is it going for you over there. I mean, the place you're studying, the environment and stuff tho we didn't meet. Funny. That is what I called it. Foolish me.
As the day went on while I was there, I knew that this was coming towards an end. You and me. A closure. Yet, another closure. The one that seems most real.
Maybe we’ve reached the end.
When I reached the airport, I teared up a bit once in a while. Forcing a smile to hide my tears, I told Kiki “don’t worry about me, I’m okay.” when she thought I was sad to leave that country.
In the plane, I cried. I have not cried like that in a long time, but I needed that. To get this out of my system. I was not hurt, nor heartbroken. I was sad. Sayu, that’s the Malay word for it.
It has finally really sunk in, settling at the deep part of my heart; maybe we are not meant for one another.
Looking back, I never thought you would be such a big part of my life. This blog is filled with you. From the moment I had that silly crush till today, three years after that silly crush.
I even use your birthday date to remember my medical stuff. Such a fool.
It was funny at the beginning, too childish, to much immature dramas. But I’ve grown so much throughout the whole process. And my feelings developed too, from that silly crush to feeling something so deep and genuine, I never thought I’m capable of this. I have never felt this sincere in loving.
Taking advantage of my broken heart; Trust Allah’s plans.
As the day went on while I was there, I knew that this was coming towards an end. You and me. A closure. Yet, another closure. The one that seems most real.
Maybe we’ve reached the end.
When I reached the airport, I teared up a bit once in a while. Forcing a smile to hide my tears, I told Kiki “don’t worry about me, I’m okay.” when she thought I was sad to leave that country.
In the plane, I cried. I have not cried like that in a long time, but I needed that. To get this out of my system. I was not hurt, nor heartbroken. I was sad. Sayu, that’s the Malay word for it.
It has finally really sunk in, settling at the deep part of my heart; maybe we are not meant for one another.
Looking back, I never thought you would be such a big part of my life. This blog is filled with you. From the moment I had that silly crush till today, three years after that silly crush.
I even use your birthday date to remember my medical stuff. Such a fool.
It was funny at the beginning, too childish, to much immature dramas. But I’ve grown so much throughout the whole process. And my feelings developed too, from that silly crush to feeling something so deep and genuine, I never thought I’m capable of this. I have never felt this sincere in loving.
Taking advantage of my broken heart; Trust Allah’s plans.
Turning over a new leaf, in the process of me-neutralkan feeling :(
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