Showing posts with label love. Show all posts
Showing posts with label love. Show all posts

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

From me to you

In the Name Of Allah, the Most Beneficent and the Most Merciful


Sorry, I’m in a state that I like you so much but it doesn’t sound right. You just ended up your many years of relationship and I in love with my career. For me to being honest is another thing and I really don’t want to destroy our friendship. Yes, I’m trying to avoid you, I set my yahoo messenger and facebook to appear offline because I don’t want you to text me anymore even though to see you’re online brings a smile to my heart. It’s far from your fault, it just mines. Be a good person because I promise I’ll be one.

Tuesday, May 18, 2010

Into a bruise and the ignoring heart

In the Name Of Allah, the Most Beneficent and the Most Merciful


There’s one feeling I always trying to avoid. As a typical Pisces, i become ultra sensitive and downpour fragile when it comes to the matter of heart. I’m not looking for any serious relationship but sometimes when I’m alone I think it would be nice to be cares by someone. Looking at my past relationships makes me very cautious to whom I may date to. Sometimes I become really impudent just to guard my heart – yes it breaks easily. Currently the feeling has come again and I don’t think it’s good for my rising career yet I’m very demanding. When something goes wrong, for sure my entire day goes wrong, and I won’t let it happen. So most of the time I choose to silent, sit back and relax.



‘There is actually no real man to be dreamed or hoped for, unless it’s arranged by FATE. So cherish your short moment with anyone u like be it 3years, 3 months, 3 seconds even....’ – Mama Regina


Sunday, May 2, 2010

Crumble

In the Name Of Allah, the Most Beneficent and the Most Merciful

It’s late of the night and I still trying to get over last night incident – the fight in the club that crumbles my first date (with someone 200% & my type and I really adore). Well, one door close, the others still open. But still forgetting is an issue.

We’re going well at the beginning, I can feel the love is in the air but it end up badly at the club when a drunken guy who is prominently show-off being rude and smear provocative words towards my date and he deserve a knock in the face. But I got the blame on what happening.

As I still in the state of shock, I mollify myself by lying half naked on my bed while listening to Adele’s Make You Feel My Love.