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| Dear Love.
19th of March 2014.
3.52 PM.
He keeps being the one that I always
looking for.
Instead of thousand boys, he wins the
first place of all.
Because of him, my shyness becomes
visible.
Yet for him, I'd promised to change.
When he smiles, the whole planet is a
new playground that I've never discovered before.
When he walks by, my heart will be
thumping out very hard I could feel my chest became a wholly brittle bone that
can shatter anytime it wants.
When he stares me in the eyes, I can
feel the flowers growing in my rib-cage.
When he speaks, the butterflies
vigorously fluttering and bumping against my belly.
I love the way your eyes shyly look at
me whenever we'd a conversation.
I love your well-defined nose when I gaze at you by your side.
I love that cotton-candy smile that stretches on your lips.
I love how your smile can bright up this whole gloomy day.
I love the way you treat me as if I'm
your special girl.
Thanks for being the man that I can
trust.
Thanks for being a friend that cares
even the tiniest things of me.
Therefore for all this time, I have my
eyes only on you.
Because I can only see you and no one
else.
Maybe this world means a lot when I have you in my life.
Dedicated to :- Muhammad Shahrizal Isa aka Adam*
A Ray of Hope
 18th of March 2014.
7.12 PM.
Bismillahirrahmanirahim.
Ijal said to me
at that time when I was having a bad day, "Ala bidzikrillah tathmainnul
qulub." It means, your heart will be at peace when you remember Allah. It
touched my heart to the very bottom. It surely did. I mean it. Because I know
I'm not that kind of girl who live my life to the rules.
Keep remembering
Him, Ijal advised. And that three magical words then struck my heart at its
deepest depth- DO REMEMBER ALLAH, Noris. Here, to tell you the truth, yesterday was
one of the saddest days in my life. I found out that my carry marks for
Introduction to Writing was kinda awful. UNBELIEVABLY WORST. 52 marks out of
80. Like seriously-? I wanna cry out and crash my head over a wall. I felt I was a useless thrash. Or to be
honest, I did cry. I couldn't believe how could I get those marks around my
belt? As soon as I gained my conscious, I felt grey clouds were shoving the
sunshine away, and the canvas of my life was shaking harder before it
collapsed.
And there Ijal
came, the rescuer. A hero who helps to cure the wounds which had made me almost drowned alone.
And as usual, my
heart would be running thousand miles for him.
I fell in love
with Ijal, deeper; even harder than before, for the umpteenth times.
Final Is Rolling Closer.
16th March 2014.
8.46 PM.
Bismillahirahmanirrahim.
You know, he's kinda mean. Like, totally a meanie. He rejected my artworks for a couple of times. First, he rejected my Colour Value. I could not take it since I tortured myself and sacrificed my beauty sleep just to get done of that dumb thingy. And he could just reject it? That offended me and I swore I wanted to curl at a corner and weep out a bucket of tears. He gave us another task, Textures, and it was due a week after he briefed us about it. And I managed to get it done half an hour before his class started. As usual, I barely could close my eyes and to get it done was pretty tiring for me. He came to us, checked out the artworks one by one, and when he stopped in front of me, he said, “Do it, again. A burger? Pretty common. Try to think creative and create something unique.” And I almost lost my jaw and I stunned on my seat. Afii did try to calm me but I could not smile at all. Sometimes I felt like cursing him but oh well as a very-behaved sweet lady I'd only keep my temper inside. You know, there was like a standing volcano in my heart; it wanted to erupt so much and burst out everything- the whines, the complaints, the sulks and indescribable amount of dissatisfaction. And hell yeah my feeling for Ijal--- God please help me I can’t stand this on my own. Each time we were chatting I just knew I really like him. Like- I really, really, really do. Yeah for me he’s the cutest boy ever living in my sight, I feel the clouds are embracing me when he texted and we chatted through WeChat. Why does such feeling exist; I don’t really adore the facts if he actually noted me only as his friend. Not more than a friend. Yes. Okay, that hurts. I feel like shattering if he did think like that. But some parts of me are just too stubborn and they want me to become strong and fight for this er- undefined love (for me, of course, I don’t know how he actually feel about me). What can I do? I could not lie to myself. That’s why I hate the cupids who struck an arrow at my heart; the moment when I thought he’s an adorable living creature that I want to be with for eternity; I want to love every single thing that lived on him, and I want to make him happy for his entire life. I always wish for it. For each seconds of my breathing. Yes, I really do. |
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