25th June 2011
Dh 3 week’s rupenye…
No wonder im so weak…
Sumtimes rase need to run away…
Sumtimes rase im soooo okay…
No power to determine d feels…
Me : “Silent is the best policy”
Heart : “Gave up means u r a looser “
Me : “But my silence does not mean im giving up!!!”
Heart : than what??
Me : its mean im giving him sum space…
Heart : space? His not an alien… his human being…
Me : than im giving him sum air to live…
Heart : d air doesn’t belongs to u dear…
Me : im bringing up myself to be positive… and more positive..
Heart : but???
Me : its hurt me sumtimes…
Heart : just be ur self my dear…
Me : im being myself.. and improving my mistake and all the weaknesses.
Heart : but don’t push over the limit… cause there is no one perfect…
Me : im not trying to be perfect… but to be myself in a good way... that people will like and love me..
Heart : u can make a positive changes... but don’t push ur self to much…
Me : im not thinking… but the memories of the past came to my mind without my notice…
Heart : time to sleep… there must be a way for u to not too miss the memories…
Me : should ask the people how they live without thinking about their past…
Heart : see.. u r thinking… past is past my dear…
Me : I told u.. im not thinking… u know it’s a memories… sumthing had happened in past… and it was a memories that can’t be deleted… if there is an eraser to rub.. then I’ll do it…
Heart : I’m hurt so much when ur memories came through ur mind… and ur feelings hurt me… im ur heart…
Me : I know u r my heart n u’ll understand me better than others… I can pretend to everybody im so happy and enjoying my life… but deep inside my heart nobody could scan…
Heart : im just a piece… please take good care of me..
Me : time to sleep… no promises can make…
Heart : be strong… gudnyte..
**miss u…. but I cant tell u.. it’s a secrets… (“,)
Sincerely,
Mastura Humairah
11.31 pm
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