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Wednesday, December 26, 2012

Tak Bisa

During our last karaoke session, and you sang a song from Slank, entitled "Ku Tak Bisa". And there's the lyrics,

Ku tak bisa,
Jauh...jauh...darimu...

Please know that, I can't stand being far away from you. This longing is killing me.

Oh God, I miss him.

Sunday, December 16, 2012

Longing

It's all started with a simple question on how to measure a tank, then it continued to a teasing in lunch table. You called me fat, how rude..but that's the way you are, and I'm not offended.

Then you start asking me out. To karaoke. Out of nowhere, and we're not even that close pun. I like your voice. I like how you teasingly sang the songs to me. I like the way you blow your smoke up to the air.

I like how you came searching me to help you with your work. I like how actually it's never a work.

I like how clean your car is. I like how you look nervous driving when I'm on your side. I like how you looked sad when the last night we went out together. I like how you smile shyly when I said 'hi' to you.


I like you too much. Too much it hurts.
You, I miss you.
Terribly.

Tak Tertahan


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I miss you terribly. I want to be back in Kerteh. Back in my desk, where I could sit near you, sniffing your perfume mixed with you blue Winston ciggs smells. I miss you so much. I know you don't feel the same, but I miss you. Please text me, please talk to me, please just please show some signs.

God, please help me. I'm hopeless now, I'm helpless. Please help me, oh God. Ease my heart. I just miss him so much it hurts. I want to cry now. Please God, please help ease my heart.

Friday, December 14, 2012

I Really Like You

Well, you haven't see the gifts yet. But i do hope that you'd love it. It's sad to think that I can't see your handsome face ever again. And prolly, I'll stop writing about you here. Or prolly stop writing altogether until I've got some other muse(s) to write.

Take care there, you. Hopefully, you'll miss me. And don't ever forget about me.

Do keep in touch, please.

"Keep In Touch"

Is it a promise? I hope so.

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It was a perfect date, and it was our last date. I was unhappy and you looked the same too. I don't have the hearts to leave you. But I do cherish our every moments together. I really am hoping that you won't forget me.


I love you. If only you knew.

Sunday, December 9, 2012

Date, Date!

"Bila Bella nak belanja ni?"
"Bila abang free?"
"Hari hari pun free" and I think I saw a naughty smile.
"Esok, boleh?"
"Boleh" you answered shyly.
"Okay"

And I swear to God that I'm so happy I can't do my work cause I can't focus! Oh, youuu I want you so very badly!

Thank you Allah, for listening to my prayer. Alhamdulillah :)