Friday, May 29, 2009 @ 10:24 AM
bismillah-ir rahman-ir rahim.
Some people don't understand.
Some just don't bother.
And.
There some who just wants.
To get on the nerve.
They start assuming.
Then they start talking.
Then the bitching starts.
Then that's where the hating starts.
I know I have been taught.
To take the blame.
To end the fight.
And make it better.
Even if it hurts.
I shall do the same.
No matter if i die in vain.
I don't forget.
I never forget the things.
Those little things you do.
Just for me, to make me happy.
And i do take the time.
To appreciate those times.
And i try my best to help you up.
Whenever you needed that hand.
I don't go away.
And neglect you.
No, i don't.
Even if i am gone, for the years to come.
I will still be there, if you need me.
I just want you, to acknowledge me.
As your friend.
That's how i build it on.
That's how i put it on.
I test the distance.
I test the patience.
quote.
"you can't have too many good things at once."
"and its not good to have them all the time."
unquote.
that applies.
even to friendship.
to avoid the hurting.
I talk about this.
I remember my two bestfriends.
My two girls, who never fail.
To put a smile to my face.
And so endearingly.
I love them more.
Than my girlfriend.
Should i have one.
Years of friendship.
Isn't worth it to throw.
Saidatulfatimah.
I miss you.
Last I met you was weeks ago.
For that brief moment, i am happy.
Last i hung out with you.
A few months back.
Siti Adrianyanty.
I miss you.
My pillar of strength.
Nowadays, we meet rarely.
And i am glad to still get those hugs from you.
We both lead different lifestyles.
I miss our shopping trip.
Understand me.
Don't assume.
Don't judge.
I am a friend.
Different from other.
Kind of friends.
Love.
An issue.
Not to mess with.
With hope.
Trust.
And belief.
I'll get there soon my dear.
For the years to come.
An issue.
Not to mess with.
With hope.
Trust.
And belief.
I'll get there soon my dear.
For the years to come.
amin.