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This is like my electronic diary. I write what I feel. I write when I'm sad, angry, upset. I whine, I mourn, I curse, I cry here. If you don't like it, or you just want to know how pathetic my life is and use it against me, DON'T read.

Saturday, December 14, 2013

To The Sea

Back an forth dance
The waves
To shores steadfast
Lover of embrace

There I stand in awe
Of how vast you are

Though afar benign you
Surprise, the lone drifter--
Unrest of savage tides;
Pounding too

Still in mind aware
We know not of our return
Into your bosom we march
For chance only a piece of bread

Swirl, swirl never but always
Inviting hearts to solace

Friday, December 13, 2013

Don't Mind.

Don't mind that one.
Just an empty soul roaming
On a journey in
Search of felicity

Don't mind that one.
Half a person shadowed
Of loneliness
That of words unsaid

Don't mind that one.
Hollow flesh standing
Of secrets & regrets
Reminiscence of doings undone

Don't mind that one.
That of a lifeless soul no
One shall see --
Let laughter & gay be
Poured upon all

Don't mind that one.

Friday, August 30, 2013

Esta sola.

Heaven knows of
Why in a blink
Of an eye

 The world seems
 To vanish

Everything fades
Suddenly I feel so

Alone - not a soul
to talk to.

 It feels much of
 Walking on a grassy
 path - at the center
 Of a wide
 green field.

Alone.

Wednesday, December 5, 2012

Crush Crush Crush

Rodrigo Santoro. Not many people know him, I think. But if they watch 300, the gay Xerxes with piercings and makeup is him. I can't believe that gold-painted character with drawn eyebrows is really, actually so cute & amazing guy! Uh, I am so in love right now! Well, theoretically. I think. Hm, on the other hand, maybe not.


He's not really that good looking for some, but man, those eyes! I don't know, he has those kind eyes that'll make you melt if he stares! Well, not exactly perfect eyes, but he has such kind eyes. And the way he looks at someone oh so very gently. I've never met a person with such eyes or gaze. Not personally.

And his smile. Like, OhEmGee!


That sweet, boyish smile. Looks sincere in this photo. Hihi. So sweet! And it's perfect with his cute little teeth. I don't care about anything else, just those eyes and smile. Smothering!

Born in Rio De Janeiro, I think he's Brazilian. And I think he speaks Portuguese. I wonder if he speaks Spanish. And he's goddamn tall. Over 6 feet! He's like, 30-ish, but still looks like a 20s guy. Awhhh... I'm sooo floating!

Sigh, why doesn't he act more? I mean, why doesn't he get the leading part more often?

Tuesday, November 6, 2012

A Man Can Change His Armour...


If u read this note,

We're not together anymore,

or i'm just not around anymore, probably...

Perhaps maybe u were browsing through my folder when u're thinking about me...

thanks for still remembering me...

don't let the memories walk away, thats what made us here now...

I'm taking my time to write these note,

So u can take ur time to read also...

A man can change his armor, but not his heart...

U are my heart now...

even sometime i'm not noticing u around...

but i always need u...



Such a f*ckin' liar. So full of shit! I wish you rot in hell!

Monday, November 5, 2012

Rindu & Hilang

12.17am. Isnin, 5 November 2012.
Aku sunyi. Terasa sunyi yang teramat sangat. Terlalu amat. Walaupun ada orang lain kat dalam rumah ni, aku rasa macam hanya ada aku sorang kat atas muka bumi ni. Aku rasa macam aku tak ada sapa2 kat dunia. Kosong. Aku masih tak tau apa status hubungan aku dengan lelaki tu, masih tertanya2 & tunggu apa yang dia nak kata. Satu bahagian besar dalam diri aku hilang. Lesap. Tak jumpa, even puas aku cari merata2. Satu lagi makhluk yang aku sayang pun dah pergi tinggalkan aku. Selama2nya. Aku takkan dapat pegang, peluk, usap dia lagi. Aku cuma boleh tengok kubur dia, tengok gambar dia. Tapi dua2 tu buat dada aku sesak, kerongkong aku sempit, mata aku basah. Aku teresak2 setiap kali tengok gambar dia. Aku tak dapat terima kenyataan dia dah tak ada, dan dia takkan ada lagi untuk hiburkan rumah ni. No more. Aku gigil. Satu lagi bahagian dalam diri aku hilang. And aku tau, aku takkan dapat jumpa yang ni. Hilang, pergi bersama2 dia. Watak Iris ada cakap satu ayat; for some, love is simply lost. Tapi aku refuse. Aku tak nak kehilangan dia.

Aku tak boleh elak daripada salahkan diri sendiri atas apa yang dah jadi. Aku nampak dia muntah, aku nampak dia tak makan, tak minum. Tak terlintas dalam fikiran aku yang dia sakit teruk. Tak terfikir otak aku ni nak contact Papa Hero, tanyakan apa yang patut. Kenapa aku dangkal sangat? Kenapa otak aku tak fikirkan pasal tu? Aku tak mampu lepaskan dia. Hati aku tak nak terima terima keyataan yang Allah dah ambik dia balik. Aku tak nak terima kenyataan yang Allah cuma pinjamkan dia kat kami hanya untuk 5 bulan. And aku tak bersama dia all the time pun, hanya sebulan terakhir dia yang aku jaga dia. Kenapa? Kenapa aku bodoh sangat? Kenapa aku tak bawak dia pergi klinik cepat2? Kenapa aku still nak monitor dia lagi? Sekarang apa dah jadi? It's too late for anything. Dia dah tak ada. Aku kehilangan dia. Budak kecik yang aku sayang2, yang semua orang sayang..

Aku fikir, kalaulah lelaki tu ada dengan aku, mungkin benda ni tak jadi. Mungkin dia dah suruh aku bawak budak kecik tu pergi hospital awal2 lagi. Sebab dia lebih tau. Tapi takkan aku nak mintak tolong dia, sedangkan dah sebulan dia pergi? Takkan dia nak jawab call aku? Takkan dia nak reply sms aku? Takkan dia nak tolong aku? Ego & kelelakian dia lagi penting. Siapa la aku ni, just some troublesome idiot yang pernah dia kenal. Kalaupun aku mintak tolong dia, nak ke dia tolong aku? Aku tak rasa macam tu. Tapi aku tak boleh buat apa2. Kuasa Allah mengatasi segala2nya. Aku nak bawak dia jumpa doktor pagi ni, tapi sayang, dia dah pergi dulu. Aku tak sempat, Ya Allah. Aku tak sempat!

Aku fikir, kalaulah lelaki tu ada kat sebelah aku masa tu, maybe he would've know what to do. Tapi dia tak ada.

Aku penat tenangkan diri sendiri. Aku lelah menangis sendiri. Depan orang, aku happy, outgoing, ketawa sana sini. Tapi bila aku alone, aku sakit! Aku tak dapat tanggung rindu yang takkan terubat. Aku tak kuat hadapi kehilangan ni sorang2. Aku rasa sunyi, lemah selemah2nya. Aku cuma mampu menangis sampai penat & lena sendiri. Aku harap, setiap kali aku bangun tidur, Allah kurniakan aku kekuatan untuk teruskan hidup selagi mampu. Sebab memang aku tak mampu nak bangun, teruskan hidup2 aku sehari2 dengan rasa ni. Aku hollow tanpa budak comel tu. Macam Robbie Williams pernah cakap; I don't wanna die, but I ain't keen on living either.

Aku tak sangka, dia pergi mendadak. In fact, too sudden. And aku tak sangka, budak ni tinggalkan kesan yang cukup2 mendalam kat hati aku. Setiap sudut yang aku tengok, mesti aku terbayang dia. Setiap minit yang berlalu hari2, tak ada satu pun yang aku miss ingatkan dia. Aku kosong. Aku cuma mampu tengok luar tingkap & harapkan keajaiban. Aku mau budak kecik tu kembali. Aku belum puas belai dia. Aku nak tengok dia membesar, lincah & happy. Aku nak jaga dia. Aku nak tengok dia jadi hero. Aku tak nak tangisi dia. Tuhan, kuatkan hati hambamu. Kuatkan aku untuk hadapi semua ni. Sebab hati aku lemah, hati aku tak mampu handle kehilangan ni.

Untuk kamu, budak kecik yang selalu hiburkan hati semua, aku takkan dapat lupa apa pun yang kau tinggalkan. Aku tak sangka, kau makhluk Tuhan yang kecil, tapi kehilangan kau sangat2 besar untuk aku. Ya, Allah lebih sayangkan kau. Dan aku harap, satu hari nanti, bila Allah perkenankan permintaan aku, kita akan bertemu lagi. Aku tunggu hari tu tiba untuk kita & semua.

Untuk kau lelaki, tak mungkin kau bersusah hati. Mungkin kau gembira bersayang2 dengan mantan kau & yang lain. Untuk kesedihan aku, untuk sunyi yang aku rasa, untuk hati & diri aku yang kau luka, & untuk segala perbuatan kau yang sakitkan aku, jangan datang lagi. Andai kau mau pergi tanpa kata, pergilah kau jauh2, sejauh yang kau boleh pergi. Andai kau berpaling dari aku  kelmarin, jangan kau pusing untuk pandang aku lagi. Andai masa aku sunyi kau tak pernah peduli, jangan lagi kau tunjukkan muka depan aku nanti. Anggap aku mati. Anggap aku tak pernah wujud dalam cerita hidup kau. Jangan sekali2 kau datang untuk kembali. Aku tak mau apa2 lagi. Sebab semua harapan yang kau pernah bagi, itu palsu. Aku tak tau kalau kau pernah ikhlas selama kau bersama aku. Pergilah kau bersuka ria dengan mereka2 yang kau panggil sayang. Bukan lagi aku. Biar aku heal sendiri. Susah senang aku, biar sendiri.

Pergilah kau. Pergi. Aku akan buang semua memori antara kita. Tak guna aku tangisi lelaki yang tak hargai perempuan. Aku tak mau hampa lagi. Biar rasa yang aku simpan untuk kau perlahan2 mati sendiri. Biar sakit rindu untuk kau hilang juga sendiri. Aku tak mau kata2 & tangan kau lukakan hati & diri aku lagi. Aku tak mau kena tindas & dibuat macam nobody oleh kau lagi. Cukup2 lah apa yang kau dah buat. Terima kasih untuk jasa & kebaikan kau, terima kasih untuk sakit pedih & keburukan kau. Berbahagialah kau dengan apa & siapa yang kau suka, yang kau sayang. Aku tak mau sakit lagi.

Dah lama Allah tak turunkan ujian seberat ni untuk aku. Jika ini untuk yang terbaik, aku terima ketentuanMu. Tunjukkan jalan untuk aku. Ya, aku tau. Kau lebih Mengetahui. Aku hanya selemah2 hamba. Apa pun juga hikmahnya, Terima Kasih Allah.


Sunday, November 4, 2012

My Dear Little Boy

He was very quiet and timid. I put him in the house, I don't want him to be away. He sounded and I let him come to us. He could barely walk. He lied there, weak and helpless. Of course, he didn't consume anything for the past few days. He's lost weight so drastically.

We decided to give him a drink.

He gulped a few drops, still laying there. His eyes blanked, and he didn't blink even once. The iris of his eyes were dull. He didn't move much.

I lifted him, put him on my lap and caress him a little - thought I could ease his pain even a little. He suddenly kicked, his body stretched. I heard his painful voice when he shrieked and vomited fluid, he was in such unimaginable pain. We didn't care about the carpet, or the fluid vomit, nothing. I just want him to be fine.

But not a second after that, he lied there in my hands motionless. Limb. Lifeless. He didn't move a bit. I put my hand on his chest. Tried to find a pulse. I pressed his chest lightly, repeatedly. I wanted his heart to beat again. I tapped his abdomen, opened his mouth, lifted his body.

But he lied there still, and there wasn't any heartbeat anymore. Nothing. Only a lifeless body.

We sit there, hoping that he'd breathe again soon, but no. Still nothing. There were only the sounds of us crying out his name filling the air.

We didn't know what to do.

Only a minute later, I touched him again, hoping for a miracle. But no. He was cold and stiff. There was nothing that we could do. He was gone.

We cried, we called his name, we wanted him to get up and jump, run around the he used to.

But no. He left.

It rained that night.

He lived with our pouring love. He died with our arms around him. It was raining outside, and it also poured heavily in our hearts. We looked at his innocent cute face the last time. We wrapped him with our tender love and care for the last time. We stood there, and buried him in rain and tears.

I'm going to have to sleep alone in the small room from tonight onward. You won't be accompanying me anymore now. I won't wake up looking at you sleeping nor will I wake up and look into your marble-like eyes. God, I really hope for a miracle to happen.

You are one of the most beautiful creature I've ever seen and loved. You will be dearly missed throughout our lives. That well-behaved, active, obedient cute little boy. We all love you.

She says your fur is like a painting. A Siamese pattern with fading stripes from your tail to abdomen. And I say the color of your fur is like sand. Light brown, dark ears, legs and tail.

I wonder, what went wrong? What didn't we do to save him? What did we miss, that we weren't able to save him? Why couldn't we save him? Why was it too late to save him? Why? Why can't we save him?

I'm so sorry, dear boy.

I don't want to lose you. We all don't. Never. But you left.