Letters to me.

Raindrops tapping softly on my window

Cold, silent breeze passing through

Serene, blissful silence

I smiled to myself.

Theres something about the rain

Greetings old friend

Out of reach

Lately I've been hard to reach

I've been too long on my own

Everybody has a private world

Where they can be alone

Are you calling me?

Are you trying to get through?

Are you reaching out for me?

Like I'm reaching out for you?

Peeking throught the blinds

Since coming to Sydney, I haven't been updating as much as I wanted to. Its not that I don't have things running through my mind anymore, its more that I can't find a way to put the into words anymore. Coming here has indeed taught me a lot of things. Especially regarding myself. Which is good, since part of coming here is for me to, how to say, have a bit of soul searching for myself.

I was heading down a good, smooth road. Until I ruined it for myself. Always with the same reason; love. It is the single most distracting matter that can turn my life upside down, inside out. I literally just lost my bearing. Only a handful of people know whats really happening.

I guess pretty much for some of the matters, I have to do what I have to do. lets just hope it turns out right.

Eid Mubarak

Selamat Hari Raya everyone =)

Missing everyone back home. See you guys soon.

Take care and be safe on the roads. Maaf zahir dan batin.

Exogenesis

Life's been quite the rollercoaster lately. Emotionally of course. Not to mention the countless things thats always on my mind.

"Its like you can smell the food, but you can't touch the silverware."

Here's to you

Sitting here, hours after hearing the news. I still find it hard to accept that you're not here with us anymore. I shivered upon hearing the news. It can't be, I told myself. I am still telling myself that. No word can explain how much you mean to us. To me. You were the bravest, strongest person I know. Always prayed for your health and happiness. Will still pray for you now. You were such a great friend. I will miss you, and all the good times we had. Now I'm left with a promise I can't fulfill. I still owe you your birthday lunch =') God bless you Alia. We'll miss you. Al Fatihah.

21 past 5.

You wonder who does. If only you knew that I actually do.