idk

me : dady, could you hear me ?

me : i am sorry

me : i love you

me : happy eid mubarak

me : dady ?

there is no more " i am sorry too, honey " or " i love you too " or " ya, bella ? "

am the one who asking and answering. what so ever, i would always love you. i miss you dady, really.

Time, just be nice.

When we take a peep into those days, so many things remain unsaid

i said that we are going to be okay and time will heal our wound

we know it wont

we preferred to hide something

for that we can’t lie

for that everyone know it’s there indeed

they are keep asking

why don’t we belong to each other?

if only we had much more strength to stand

it would not be so much years with nothing

we wish each other would talk bout many unsaid things

and try to compensate those useless times

but we are just doing nothing

surrendering everything to the time

Well, just let tomorrow think by it self.

( it's actually so yesterday post, it has been in my draft for so long time. all of a sudden i want to share it. )

L * V E MY LIFE

" Tomorrow, am going to eat crispy crab "
" Next week, i would like to go to Rtr meeting with my besties "
" Next month, i wish i could have another trip "
" Next semester, i wish ..................... "

could u hear it, life ?
am trying harder to live u ( again ) . u want to defeat me ? well, just try a little a bit harder.



when life becomes so damn cruel, u have no option but growing stronger.

the right one

" choose the newest one and that is the truth "

well, it is here !

" i hate to feel it again, but indeed i do feel it. "

if now i am afraid to feel so, its all because of you. i ever said that i was graduated, but indeed am not graduated yet. when i saw my happy face in the mirror several days ago, i automatically haunted by you and your promise. would it be as hurt as ours ? or maybe more.

Day with(out) You

My father is the most i love. If allowed to be exchanged, I want to swap my whole life to make him live again. But my dad would also say the same thing to God. He always sacrificed everything for me, my life.

Back then, I loved him only through this heart, from now on i'll love through all this life. Every breath, every tear, every smile, every praying and dream which will be come true, i dedicate them for him, instead of the day, that may not be real with me since he had passed.

"I want to die "
Sometimes i really want to do that.

But sometimes i also try to understand, that by my death, my father would never return. But when I'm alive, my father will live on, through the blood flowing in my body, through his praying that would make my dreams come true, through the strength that gives laugh and happiness to the whole of my family.