My dear Allah.
This few days you giving me a hard time.
No. I am not complaining.
Thank you.
You make me remember you more.
Forgive me for forgetting you when i'm happy.
I am truly sorry.
I learned something that i forget long time ago.
- Everyone will eventually lying to you.
- Everyone will stab your back.
- This is not a fairytale.
Me. Being a normal person is hard.
Falling love.
Being happy.
Believe words.
Trust people.
Thats so not me dear god.
I prefer being the old me.
Less hurt.
Thats fine.
I prefer stay in my room all day.
I prefer put my phones in the locker all day.
I prefer eat alone.
I prefer when no one notice me.
I..
Want to be the old me.
I wanted to cry so badly.
But the tears wont came out.
Why? Am i really being gagah now?
Or im out of tears? Haha
Or maybe too tired of this?
Although it was fun and happy
For being a normal person for awhile,
But this world i am right now,
Is not fits me.
You sending me the wrong angel.
Alhamdulillah.
Thank you for hearing my prayer.
My time almost up,
I know.
Make it faster.
And i'll be rest in peace forever.
:)
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