look at me now.

Monday, 27 February 2017

of jealousy and love.

Bezanya, dia yang teristimewa.

This was before God's twisted humour consisted of me again. I'm the cat curiosity killed. I came across someone of the past. Bear in mind that it had nothing to do with me, this was someone else's. I thought maybe what I was feeling was exactly how I felt except that I could do better this time. Until I found out more of what I didn't sign up to know. I can't tell whether this is jealousy or bitterness. Since it didn't really surprise me to begin with. Maybe it was never really anything at all.

I could choose to not feel.


Tuesday, 21 February 2017

bravest everything.

All I ever wanted was a sincere apology.
I thought I at least deserved the sort of closure I never received.

Deep down I just needed another reason to believe,
that he was ever different. Or if it was just me.


between the lines.

Before every goodbye,
my emotions get lost.

My eyes stone cold,
but inside I'm soft.

I say okay,
I mean go away.

Often shoving them out,
when I want them to stay.

(I don't want to feel too much)

Saturday, 11 February 2017

Tuesday, 7 February 2017

been along.

She's not going to be there for long.
But isn't it funny how she's never left at all?