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Friday, 10 October 2014, 23:31

Masih terbayang di ruang mataku...
saat indah bersamamu dulu...
Masih ku ingat janji manismu..
bertakhta di hatiku....

Contrary to popular belief or popular wishful thinking, love doesn't always end happily. It doesn't always result in the joining of two people, the fusing of two lives into one.

Both can love so dearly but if it's not meant to be, nothing can go against it. This goes the same to if both are meant to be, despite the stumbling blocks before them, they'll certainly fight through it like a battle and emerge as heroes eventually.

Basically, what i'm trying to implant here is that Love should be dedicated from the heart. Love is sincere. Love is full of passion and kindness. With force, it will ruin the goods of it. It will shatter the sincerity, kill the passion and lay off the kindness. Like a robot doing its work without emotions. Would you want that kind of treatment from your other half? I doubt so! 

Call me crazy. None could still replace the love I kept for very long time. Despite the distance and being away, separated by two worlds, I'm still wishing to be in those arms once again, longed to be kissed by those kissable lips and serenaded by that beautiful voice.

When you said I never changed, I wish I could agree... My love never changed. You're still the one I longed for. The one and only. Now, later and forever.... Rmb? 

It's funny how sometimes, someone would appear in your life, bringing you back to those beautiful memories you once had with another. When everything feels similar, seems similar to how it begins and ends, except that the feelings aren't mutual.

God works in wondrous ways, in realising his people.. about life, about their sins and deeds. When I was struggling to erase them off completely, I was brought back to the past like a movie without sound.

All the things said and done were what we went through before. I felt as though you are still here close to me... despite your gone since aeons ago. I miss you. But through this similarity, I learnt that letting go is a form of Love. Sometimes, to love is to let go. I was then awakened by a realization and that, I now clearly understood the decision you made once before.

Your gone, I embraced it with clear conscience. Your gone, I accepted it with an open heart. Your gone, I pray that if we're meant to be, our roads will one day meet. Else, if others were destined for us, your happiness is mine too.

Eifeyn This, the story of ours shall always be part of me.


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EYN AEYNN

I look with my instinct.
I touch with my heart.
&I feel with my soul.

Judge not with a cover.
You'll learn &discover more.

Start with what's Fardhu before considering what's sunnah.


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Would you tremble
If I touched your lips?
Would you laugh?
Oh please tell me this.
Now would you die
For the one you loved?
Hold me in your arms, tonight.

I can be your hero, baby.
I can kiss away the pain.
I will stand by you forever.
You can take my breath away.


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