Sunday, September 29, 2013

NotaJiwa #3

i found another hope.

then again, the hope fades away - with no one by me. 
i want to try again, to feel to be loved, to ask ‘how’s your day’ everyday, to be asked ‘eaten already’ every breakfast, lunch and dinner. i want to do it all over again.

what scares me the most, ‘again’ is a murderer.
can i promise to not to break any heart again?

no, i can’t promise anything; even to my own pathetic self.

i found another hope. and hopes always makes me wonder - can i feel to be loved again?



1 comment:

Zul Fattah said...

this story already happened to me.. as a teenager, u need someone to care about u.. but we must remember, the one that always love us is Allah..
dia sngaja bg kita ujian, sedih supaya kita mengadu pd Dia.. that the Allah