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Is this that life-altering moment after so much efforts and time spent to get over him?

Truest truth! he’s not a keeper.

As hurtful as it is to let the feelings and memories go, I MUST.

Its not worth it. Less than 5% of all the memories really are truly sincere. The rest is fake.

I hate him. Maybe.. Even now, that kind of feeling is still a privilege for him.

I think after this, I will be totally oblivious to anything about him, I feel it in my belly. I even not sure now, whether still I include him in my prayer every after Salat as usual or not? hagz..

Even if I am tearing up as I write this down, its because I pity myself for being such an idiot.

Nooo, I am not regretting what had happened between us. Its just.. it hurts more, when I know that I disappointed myself. That what I’ve been doing is so far from lady-like.

(From this line onwards, I am not crying anymore)

Thank God I talk to his friends. Now its all clear. Truths unfold.

I still have little pity feeling towards him tho, that he must be watched over. That he is a child with all the restless-ness, timid, egoistic spoiled jerk and he doesnt know what kind of wound it will caused to people around him, and eventually karma to himself.

But don’t tell me I never told him. I’ve tried. And now its not my business anymore. Well, maybe it was never been my business from the very beginning and never meant to be.

Gosh I feel like unfriend him on Facebook and unfollow him on Twitter now. Hahaha… I will! (#brb unfollow him on Twitter)

Done! and I am smiling while doing it.. 🙂

I dont think Whitney Houston “I Will Always Love You” will comply here. He never open his heart to be loved. He hasnt meet that woman yet. I WILL NOT love him again after this. Its just that. It was deep… really deep.. if not, it would not be this hurt.

I fell in love with a total jerk. And I feel that love. And eventhough for the shortest time period possible, I was loved. I also know now how to love someone because of someone. It was a great lesson and I thank you and Allah for that. I was happy.. Never been happier with someone else. It was the happiest moment of my 22 years of life. Even if its only the idiotic happiness, but I WAS happy.

Maybe I will fell that disgust feeling towards meself if I remember what we’ve been through.. But its just a phase. 

Now I must dressed up and prepare myself to meet my Mr. President 🙂

So long, farewell.. and.. Good bye!

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To Love..

To love means never having to say sorry..

To love means to let him go..

To love means to see the face of God..

Miss you…

Cloudy morning…

Mystical in its way…

Light rain drizzling…

Voice out my crave of someone’s presence…

Soothes the unspeakable ‘miss u’ feeling…

you know what?!

I keep forgetting your face and voice..
Maybe thats why I feel the urge and the needs to keep seeing you..
I miss your presence, now I know…

Every time we meet.. Its like the first time for me..
Theres a little part of me that will say ‘ah, this is him, his face and his voice’.
not that all of that is matters to me.. Maybe thats the point..
All this time, I never really care about your appearance..
I just love how you treat me well and how you will sit next to me..

How cool is that??! Hhagz…

Because its for you

There is no staying up late that is too unhealthy

There is no stupidity and foolishness that is too weakening

There is no waiting that is so useless

There is no wall of pride that is too strong to break

There is no sacrifice that is not worth it

Because a simple ‘Hi’ from you in that chat board is all that matters

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