Please

It has been two weeks.
Don't come again tonight, please. Here I am, using please.

repeating

It's about me

Repeating in the same place

Each time without me knowing

That's it's feel like it's just happen a second ago

Surrounding your shadow for each inch

Looking my self talking to you

Full of happiness, I can see in my eyes

A radiant glow in my face

Or in the other people emotion

Through surrounding me

Whispering that I ever through that moments

Passed me by like a ghost 

I can see you and my self in these whole building

Feels like I shall close my eyes immediately 

Cause instead I make my self fooled

Mp, 1 August 2013

18.57 

-nha-

Sejenak Tentangmu

Aku mencatatmu dalam rindu tak berbatas,dalam kilasan senyum, garis yang membagi tangan, dan jembatan alismu

Menyimpanmu dalam diam,tawa tertahan,isak yang beku,sore yang menggantung dan pandangan mata dari jauh

Mengingatmu untuk tawa yang pelan,bahagia tak terkira,egois yang menyelubungi,salah tingkah dan kesempatan yang berlalu

Mengenangmu atas semua bahagia,kenangan yang tak terlupakan dan rasa perih yang menyayat. picture

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I'M OUT OF HERE

JUST GET ME OUT OF HERE!!!!

1st Anniversary

Assalamualaikum kk,

Bagaimana kabarta..? Baik-baik jaki?

-sms yang tersimpan rapi di draft,belum berpindah ke sent item, ulang tahunnya ke 1 hari ini-

-i just miss you, that much-

You are P E R F E C T

How badly do I wish to show you my heart
Is there any way I can do that while my memory remains?
Can you see it..? Can you feel my heart..?
I'm afraid my just returned memory will leave me again before I tell you everything I have to say.
I met you because I was forgetful
I'm leaving you because I'm forgetful

I don't have to remember you. you're a part of me.
I might forget you but nothing can drive you out of my body

You were the best thing that ever happened to me

 

“To me… You are PERFECT”

-Mark, Love actually-

my favorite moment in "Love Actually"

p.s : Mark has been in love with his best friend’s wife, Juliet, forever. On Christmas, he meets her at the door of her home holding up a series of signs expressing his love for her, without any hope for reciprocation. Among the signs is one that says, “To me, you are perfect.”

dissapear

I will forget everything soon
I won't know why you're with me
You'll be gone out of my head
And so will I
As my memory dissapears my soul will dissapear too

Waiting is painful. Forgetting is painful.

But not knowing which to do is the worse kind of suffering.

-Paulo Coelho-

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