february 1997.
she went away that year. i missed all of my chances of growing up sharing ups and downs with her. mak, i wish you were here right now. to shed my tears and tell me everything will be ok. to tell me things happen for reasons beyond our understanding, beyond our control, despite our best effort to make things work out the way we want it to, despite our much consumed time, money and love. dreams sometimes do come true. and sometime they just dont. mak, rindu sangat tak tau nk cakap ape atau macam mane.
its strange how much i wish to die now, so i could see you again.
february 2011.
he said he's done waiting for me. goodbye my only chance of not dying a lonely bitch.
february sucks.
