Dear you ,

I love you. In a way that even myself could never believe it. It’s like there is suddenly so many holes in my mind that demanding to have you in it, to fill it; to make it feel a little complete.

Sometimes the girl in me, she wonder quietly if she’s somehow still dear for you. Also her mind longing for a comfort; a feeling, a love, a form of hope she keeps safe close to her heart.

I don’t have the heart to tell her that you already chose to get back on the path you’ve chosen long before you met her. I know she’ll be standing tall and walk without fall, yes I believe she will do so, but what I’m very afraid is she’ll long for your face in every men she passes along the windy road, she’ll wake up to an empty space where your hands used to give her an endless caress, or as simple like she’ll breathe your name in each smiles she embrace.

This letter, I hope to be the very last letter I wrote about you, but maybe once in awhile you can tell that the line in my writing resembles your name. My mind needs some time to heal, to adjust with the emptiness without your presence, to stop waiting for your mind to change, and to start praying and wishing you and also myself to always have life at its best.

And most of all, I need to teach the girl in me that it is okay to let go of someone so dear to your heart and feel a little sorrow because of the pain of losing a great friend; someone who I can simply see from the start to spend the rest of my beautiful years with. And you, you have teah me a lesson beyond a girl my age could ever possibly understand, but somehow I manage to do so.

Stay strong, stay lovely, stay creating those marvelous things you always have in head, stay doing the things you love to do, and above all stay being the great man you always be.

Love,

Your girl :')

Haiyya Ta'arufuli

Name: اينتن زافيراه محمد ايوب
Age: سبعة عشر سنة
Country: ماليزيا
Fav. Colours: وردي(pink), أرجواني(purple) أزرق فاتح (light blue)
Language: العربية,الإنجليزية, الملايوية
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Note to people: Ahabakallah alladzi ahbabtana fihi. (Semoga mereka yang mengasihiku kerana Allah, akan dikasihi-Nya juga)
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Dear You .

This is the first time I post his face and write a lots about him in my blog.

Dear you ,

I love you. In a way that even myself could never believe it. It’s like there is suddenly so many holes in my mind that demanding to have you in it, to fill it; to make it feel a little complete.

Sometimes the girl in me, she wonder quietly if she’s somehow still dear for you. Also her mind longing for a comfort; a feeling, a love, a form of hope she keeps safe close to her heart.

I don’t have the heart to tell her that you already chose to get back on the path you’ve chosen long before you met her. I know she’ll be standing tall and walk without fall, yes I believe she will do so, but what I’m very afraid is she’ll long for your face in every men she passes along the windy road, she’ll wake up to an empty space where your hands used to give her an endless caress, or as simple like she’ll breathe your name in each smiles she embrace.

This letter, I hope to be the very last letter I wrote about you, but maybe once in awhile you can tell that the line in my writing resembles your name. My mind needs some time to heal, to adjust with the emptiness without your presence, to stop waiting for your mind to change, and to start praying and wishing you and also myself to always have life at its best.

And most of all, I need to teach the girl in me that it is okay to let go of someone so dear to your heart and feel a little sorrow because of the pain of losing a great friend; someone who I can simply see from the start to spend the rest of my beautiful years with. And you, you have teah me a lesson beyond a girl my age could ever possibly understand, but somehow I manage to do so.

Stay strong, stay lovely, stay creating those marvelous things you always have in head, stay doing the things you love to do, and above all stay being the great man you always be.

Love,

Your girl :')

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