Wordless day
Selasa, 30 April 2013 | 6:57 PTG | 0 ChickyCherry
It seems like you don't care at all.
Sometimes I do feel like i wanna die,
but, people who cared about me,
advised me and been there
for me. Always.
Everybody kept pushing me away.
or am i doing this to myself.
I miss them.
I miss my primary school.
I miss those people who would
be there, for me.
I miss all those tilawah,
I miss all those jokes, gossips, laughter.
I miss the ''tree'',
I miss the ''tangga'',
I miss the classrooms.
I miss when every friday morning,
we have to read Yassin.
I miss gathering together every morning.
I miss to que to buy the food.
I miss to go to the surau with mah boys.
I miss the drama's.
I miss the passage way.
I miss food.
I miss the library.
I miss the koprasi.
I miss the pondok.
I miss school coridor.
I miss the teachers.
I miss the juniors from primary school.
I miss classmates.
I miss the tuitions.
I miss the guys.
I really miss everything.
Why can't I stop thinking about Abim every second.
Why do I miss them so much ?
Why do I love them so much ?
Why can't I stay there ?
*sigh
I complain too much.
I regret too much.
I miss to much.
I love too much.
And yeah, i'm typing in English.
Helps me improve my English speaking.
:)
