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Do you believe in fairytale? I still do not know if I do...
But I believe in us, our story and I am committed to write the world best love story with you.
another day, another time.


ku bilang sampai saat ku bersamamu,
ku kira hari yang melebihi jariku,
ku menantimu dalam kegelapan,
bersendirian menanti; menunggu,
ku tau suatu hari nanti,
kau akan berada di sisiku,
berjalan bersama di jalan;
yang bisa kita berjalan,
gelak ketawa yang;
menerangi bulan dan matahari,
ku menanti saat dimana ku;
merenungi matamu sambil;
melafas cintaku padamu,
dalam segala kegelapan,
ku percaya yang suatu hari nanti,
suatu hari nanti,
kita mampu kembali kepada hari terang kita.
dan masa itu,
tenung mata bertembung,
lafasan cinta yang ikhlas,
kau milikku; ku milikmu.





i just realize, i like writing poems in malay. it works out better. and i'm not feeling emo. that poem was one of the poems i wrote for babe babe while i was in NS. wrote kind of a lot of malay poems back then and truthfully, i enjoy doing it. prolly was caused by mixing too much with malays or i'm from a malay primary school.

as days pass by, questions kept on popping in my head like play cards. today, i was pondering about death. how, where and when were the questions. how, holding hands with my very loved one. where, anywhere as long as he is with me. when, can i ask it to be on the same time with my very loved one? i bet most watched The Notebook. albeit i stole the idea from there, but that movie has became our favorite movie. the song sarang haeyo, zhi dui ni shuo by JJ Lin is also our song. our favorite place (: mmm and if you fit them all together, it would be a perfect situation where i would die without regret. sitting at the field at our usual spot, under the tree and me resting my head on your shoulder. with our ears plugged and as the tune of our favorite song starts to reach the end, i would breathe my last breath and that moment, i know i would live without regret. all the memories, i will carry it away with me.








no, i'm not emo. i'm just doing some deep thinking.

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