big girl dun cry.

                                                             Time to tell me the truth

To burden your mouth for what you say
No pieces of paper in the way

My memory is cruel
I'm queen of attention to details
Defending intentions if he fails

Too late, two choices, to stay or to leave
Mine was so easy to uncover
So I learned to listen through silence

 when today comes , I become stronger than yesterday

till I found something,

mesmerized me to look upon the truth.

open the eyes so widely,

its hurt more than u were stabbed in the back, I bet.

     have you ever wondered if maybe 

     you dont really miss the person,

          you just miss the routine

~agreed with you, hanis zalikha.

but tonite, i declared myself as a loser

a loser who happens to let her mind blowed 

with a thing that she herself promised to forget

but it never was, even it bleed herself too much.

                                                      it does happen again again and again.

my dear strength. where are you,

please come and hold me tight,

warm me,

im just getting weaker.