Aih boi...
Aku seorang yang tidak suka bersukan. Sebab aku tak suka terluka. Sakit.
Yela, yela...luka sikit dah nak heboh.
Sebab aku jarang terluka.
Amazing enough, the cut healed pretty fast. It was a deep wound though.
Perhaps it's still bleeding, too much, that I don't even notice the pain. I got numbed.
Weird...
"To love someone doesn't mean that you have to own..." said a friend. Ah, kau, kau pun 2x5 dalam situasi ini.
Haha.
Aku seorang yang tidak suka bersukan. Sebab aku tak suka terluka. Sakit.
Yela, yela...luka sikit dah nak heboh.
Sebab aku jarang terluka.
Amazing enough, the cut healed pretty fast. It was a deep wound though.
Perhaps it's still bleeding, too much, that I don't even notice the pain. I got numbed.
Weird...
"To love someone doesn't mean that you have to own..." said a friend. Ah, kau, kau pun 2x5 dalam situasi ini.
Haha.
For
when Love blossoms
everything turns into
a poem
...
but when Spring ends
does the Sonnet buries
under those rotten petals
hm?
Time will heal everything. It will.
Perhaps one day, looking back at this, I will smile, laugh, maybe give out a sigh of relief.
I will understand. Just please don't say "tak ada jodoh". I know, you don't have to say.
Let me heal myself.
Time will heal.
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