Satisfaction upon her

Can't express how satisfied I am.

Her new song titled 'Begin Again' caught my heart.

The melody.

Its harmony.

The lyrics.

Her voice.

The message the lyrics trying to convey.

How her voice suits the melody.

I love Taylor Swift so much. :)

"I've been spending the last 8 months thinking all love ever does is break and burn and end.

But on a Wednesday in a cafe, I watched it begin again."

Will there be an end?

This pain.

This awful pain.

This throbbing pain.

Inside my heart.

Inside my stolen heart.

I wonder will there be an end to this.

I wonder if I could wake up one day and all of this end.

After that, I could smile the way I used to.

I could laugh the way I prefer to.

I could hold on no matter how long it is.

And just, never give up.

The question is circling around my mind.

As I lay back down, 

I keep thinking;

"Will there be an end?"

You

You.

What is this feeling?

:(

It feels like...

Ahh, I don't even want to write the thought down. 

I hope not. :(

Excitement flows through my blood

Sitting home, doing nothing.

Semester break, sitting home, doing nothing. 

Doing nothing except sleeping, eating, surfing the internet. -,-'

So, tell me how boring it is.

It's like seeing your life plays; repeating all over again.

Twitter? Forbidden unless in some cases.

Facebook? Double boring. The excitement only legal when there's notifications. 

If not, then... You're on Facebook just because you're a plain stalker. 

Okay. That sounds offending.

I apologize.

Anyway, my break is full of music and movie and drama. 

Full of Taylor Swift's music. Forever and Always. Hey Stephen. Superstar. Better Than Revenge. Jump Then Fall. Untouchable. Etc.

I love her to the max. :)

Full of English movie. Dark Shadows. Johnny Depp. :)

Snow White and the Huntsman. Kristen Stewart. She's lovely :) 

Full of Drama. Korean drama to be exact. Playful Kiss. :)

To get me distracted from this dull semester break. 

To distract me from over thinking unnecessary thoughts. 

Forget it. 

Oh, so I'm going to tell the partial reason why excitement flows through my blood veins. 

Finally I have something beneficial to do. Or not. 

But, I hope it could lessen the boredom I'm going through.

I'll be going to BANGI :D

Ahh, somehow I can get out from Johor.

No offense. It's not that I hate Johor or something.

I just feel to get out of this Southern Region and go to other places.

Okay. So, till here then. 

Can't wait to go there! 

By the way, I hope the guys are going to be nice since I'm just new person around them unlike Farhana. 

I'm excited ! :D

You're pretty.

Exhausted

Hey. I know you are tired. Don't let it out on me. 
please lah you. 
I tak mau bertekak dengan you. 
*sigh*

First Love

I'm sure most of us have our very own, special first love. The person that started the feeling of love within or heart. The person who stands as indicator for the next love you're going to undergo. Always; the comparison you make will be based on your first love's characteristics, how he treated you, make you feel the most luckiest person in the world. 

Within this fresh morning air, carefully describing about the person who takes up most of the space in my heart. Too many things remind me of him, forgetting him is something I could never do although I've tried so hard. 

How the month of January marked the starting of everything. It started of as friends before close friends arrived. Being too close to someone is like giving them chances to hurt you indirectly, I guess. The funny thing is no matter how much that person is hurting you, you'll still stay with him. It's not what he has makes you fall for him, it's who he is makes you fall deeper and deeper. 

It's true they said 'it takes millions of people to complete the world. but only that special person to complete yours' :)
So, when other people ask why I fall for him, what will I get by staying by his side. Truthfully, I don't actually know.

The way he stole my heart, the way he cared about me, the way his hair smells so fresh, the way he drove the car while I'm sitting on the seat beside him, the way he sacrificed his time to make sure I'm safe, the way he woke me up for Subuh prayer. Well, the last one I love the most :)

He, who doesn't smoke in front of me no matter how much he want to at that particular moment.

He, who doesn't watch sports, soccer, football and yet, he's an athlete himself. He jumps higher than I am.

He, whom I trust and willing to wait for.

He, whom I never say 'No' to. 

He, whom I look up to; perfectly.

He, whom I called Perfect.

And, he. Who is in love  with someone else.

The only thing I know is I love him and I will stay by his side no matter how hard it's going to be. 
Why? Because I love him. It's either him or no one else.
And, I can't love other men the way I love him.