Help

And now she cries again. When will this end? She's sick of herself. She desperately needs help. 

Please... She's tired. Real tired. 

Torture

She's been feeling uneasy for....three months now? And tonight she just doesn't feel like sleeping. She's unhappy, for sure. She's alive though her soul is rested somewhere God knows.

She lies in bed. Staring at the ceiling. Hoping for something God knows what. Then she sits up. Wondering...breathing...

She wants to get over whatever feelings she has now. How... Her mind is restless. She's tempted to take the pills..again.

Tomorrow is another day. 

You and I

Why didn't you want me

Why didn't you keep me

Why didn't you love me

Why did you ignore me

Why did you reject me

Why did you turn me down

Why do I still love you

Why do I still want you

Why do I miss you

Why can't I stop thinking about you

Desperado

She's tired of crying, but she needed to cry more.

She is hopeless, but she's willing to try harder.

They say she's tough. Doesn't mean she's strong. 

They say she's cold. Doesn't mean she's not hurting. 

She reaches that one point where she just doesn't care about anything anymore. She's tired. Of everything. Of herself. Of her life. Of whatever. 

She seeked for help....in many ways. Did any of them work? If yes, why is she here now? If not, what should she do next?

Sweetheart

In the middle of the night, she decided to write him a love letter. 

Dear L,

.........................................

Everytime I think of you...

She is tired of crying. Her heart is breaking. Her body is not supporting. Her mind is confusing. She wanted to stop believing. But somehow she couldn't stop thinking. 

Why is she such stupid. Shouldn't have jumped in. Now she is lost and drowning. To the darkest nights she sleeps in. 

Mirror, mirror, you don't have to tell her who's the biggest fool of all....

The one that got away...

Because seeing him was a torture, a bad idea. Wanting him was wrong. Loving him was a lie. Ignoring was best. 

Because he didn't love her. He didn't want her. He didn't care about her. He didn't need her. He wasn't comitted to keeping her. 

Because she doesn't mean anything to him. Not worth his love, his life. 

Because they're not meant for each other. Because everything was only bullshit. 

May it be love...

Maybe it wasn't love. Maybe they were just lost. Maybe it's not the feelings. Maybe it's just memories. Maybe it wasn't sweet. Maybe it was bitter in disguise. Maybe they were not comitted to each other. Maybe they were just attached. Maybe it's not the chemistry. Maybe it's just loneliness.

Maybe they're just not meant to be. Maybe they need to let go. Maybe it's not hard to move on. Maybe it's just in their minds. 

Maybe it may be...

Incomplete

Empty spaces fill me up with holes 

Distant faces with no place left to go

Without you within me I can't find no rest

Where I’m going is anybody’s guess

I tried to go on like I never knew you

I’m awake but my world is half asleep

I pray for this heart to be unbroken

But without you all I’m going to be is incomplete

Voices tell me I should carry on

But I am swimming in an ocean all alone

Baby, my baby

It’s written on your face

You still wonder if we made a big mistake

I don’t mean to drag it on, but I can’t seem to let you go

I don’t wanna make you face this world alone

-lyrics-

Emma

I see her in my dreams. She's pretty, lovely and adorable. She smiles like an angel. She is amazing. She's smart and sarcastic, but cute and kind. I can't stop smiling every time I look at her. But, I only see her in my dreams.

Emma is her name...

Dia

Menjelang tengah malam kutermenung. 

Kekecewaan yang tak berujung.  

Dia yang tersimpan dalam hati. 

Bagaimanakah supaya kau mengerti?

Sakitnya diri ini tiada henti. 

Masa lalu sudahkah tak berarti?

Menangis....lelah. 

Bermimpi.....indah. 

Jeritan hati tak terjawab. 

Ucap di bibir janganlah diharap.

07.06.15,

The Birthday Girl

"Most girls will tell stories about their relationship......"

Well, I'm not most girls. 

Brunch with a friend today inspires me to look deeper into myself. I'm a very..unique - if I may say - girl. I'm a pragmatic person. I buy things only when I need them. I don't like shopping. I can be impulsive at times, but my spendings would mostly based on certain conditions. Discount, function, etc.

Last week I bought a set of quite expensive bed sheet. Orange. My favorite color. My closed relatives wonder what has gotten into me that I spend money buying something expensive I don't really need. The answer actually is..because I like it. I had wanted that bed sheet over the past couple of years. And to make it up to myself, I said to me, "This is your birthday gift. You deserve it."

I like gifts. Thoughtful gifts make me happy. So hopefully, (I wish myself) I have a very happy birthday! If I can't have the real gifts, at least I can give gifts to myself :)

#randombirthdayspeech