Losing The Grip

Hujan lebat. Otak ligat menari zapin fikir aktiviti terbaik(selain belajar). Buntu. Sakit dekat leher tak hilang lagi. Malam tadi aku boleh bantai tidur depan desktop beralaskan keyboard; berbantal peluk kan speaker ; ber''alarm clock'' kan mouse. Dengan bahagianya aku menikmati malam. Ahaha. Sedar-sedar mak kejut,leher aku terasa macam ada pertandingan tarik tali anjuran urat saraf sedunia. Sengal satu badan. Satu hari kepala senget sebelah. Semuanya nampak senget di mata aku hari ni.


*Switch mood : English

Last night,I had a very good conversation with a friend. An old friend. We talked about so many things and mostly are crap. A topic was chosen. Changes. Haha.. He said that I'm changing. I'm not the person he used to know but he still can see the old me. I replied,changing for good isn't a sin. I told him about so many things that happened to me since I entered a territory called a 'boarding school'.

Friends are everything ; that's what I learn since leading the hostel's life. And slowly,we can see they are changing day by day. What hurts the most ; the changes make them became a new person. Someone we never know or precisely ; a stranger. Losing a friend isn't easy. As for me,it is almost unacceptable.

I miss the moment when both of us care about each other. Always know that we stand on the reliable bridge. When I need someone to share problems, I should have no worries as I know you would be the best listener I ever had. And the most incredible thing I will never forget ; this friend will always be the first person to detect whenever I am facing conflicts inside. One of the superb psychic.

I miss the moment when we could tease each other. Telling jokes with the uncontrolled laughter. Sharing every single thing together. I miss the moment when you would come and asked me "Are you okay?', and you will always try to figure out the solution for me.

I miss the moment to know that you had learnt to put the trust in me when you would voice out your problems. I miss all those days. Now,there's a distance between us. We are taking our own path. No one to be blame. We met,we talked but there are words I couldn't say. Things are not the same as it used to be. The only thing I need you to know, I am grateful for having the chance to share a bond called friendship with someone great like you.

When life does not find a singer

to sing her heat,

she produces a philosophy to

speak her mind.

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