something fills this void inside my heart. i have a mixed feelings of so many things.
people are talking about the strikes in Gaza, good for those who has empathy and sympathy for the Palestinians and here, i am feeling sorry for myself for not being able to feel their sorrows and agony. i feel so bad and wrong toward them but i just couldn't stand looking at those pictures.
i am not sure whether this is a good sign or not but the feelings has turned to neutral. i don't mind the long silence, i rarely check your 'last seen', i don't mind your dull conversations and poor effort to make it going, your absence doesn't make me long for you, your presence doesn't distract my attention and most important your 'kk' didn't irritate me like i used to feel.
mummy leave me too often. i hate being in this mess alone. i hate having to deal with the devil's whispers and own nafs. i hate to be conscious with every single sound and movements. i hate it how i wasted so much time when i am alone, because the mood to do my academic routine is not there. it was never there. i know this is something beyond my control but i was just about to spend some quality time with my favourite person then someone took you out of the picture. no matter how much i say don't leave it makes no difference. this is the little thing i have to get accustomed to because it's going to repeat itself countless of times.
people are talking about the strikes in Gaza, good for those who has empathy and sympathy for the Palestinians and here, i am feeling sorry for myself for not being able to feel their sorrows and agony. i feel so bad and wrong toward them but i just couldn't stand looking at those pictures.
i am not sure whether this is a good sign or not but the feelings has turned to neutral. i don't mind the long silence, i rarely check your 'last seen', i don't mind your dull conversations and poor effort to make it going, your absence doesn't make me long for you, your presence doesn't distract my attention and most important your 'kk' didn't irritate me like i used to feel.
mummy leave me too often. i hate being in this mess alone. i hate having to deal with the devil's whispers and own nafs. i hate to be conscious with every single sound and movements. i hate it how i wasted so much time when i am alone, because the mood to do my academic routine is not there. it was never there. i know this is something beyond my control but i was just about to spend some quality time with my favourite person then someone took you out of the picture. no matter how much i say don't leave it makes no difference. this is the little thing i have to get accustomed to because it's going to repeat itself countless of times.
the second one.
ReplyDeletenajwa - why with second one?
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