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Tuesday, April 13, 2010'♥


Before I say a thing, I would say I miss that lady in the picture.
Its been quite some time that I never had the chance to meet her.
Moreover, school reopens on Thursday, so the chances of me getting to meet her is low.
But I really hope I could meet her during the weekends together with the rest.

Well, ever since my return, I sense something has changed.
Yes, it maybe none of their business but it is for me though I am not close to the person in the first place. I am really wondering what happen to Affan that I rarely get the chance to meet him. Love said that he has started working and busy with his life. Since, I was conveyed that way, I will always pray the best for him. Hope he succeed in everything that he do. Well, I wish we could always gather like before. I am affected, you see, even the slightest thing.

And here you go. Yes, I admit for not being myself these few days. I blamed myself for having all the insecurities when I am not around you. I know how fucked up you feel that you wish you-could-shout-right-at-my-face-to-wake-the-hell-out-of-me-and-remind-me-that-you-have-always-been-true. I know, it sucks to be in that situation. But, I know you know me better in every ways and you know the reason as to why I behave in such a manner. I guess there isn't a need for me to elaborate on it right baby. I am so sorry for being judgmental, selfish, you name it. I'll take in everything that you have said/going to say.
This is not like your first time knowing that I love you right. I mean, I've always convey things clear out to you that I love you and I myself wouldn't want to trade you over someone else be it that human has all the money in the world and muke die lagi awesome dari Christiano Ronaldo. I don't need the handsome face, the money, the assets, the luxury life in a person. All I need is the true love from someone whom I love so much. I don't need anything else to make the world spinning around.
I don't have all the beautiful Romeo words with me to make you fall for it. I only have my actions, the hugs and kisses to make you know how deeply I am in love with you.
I know I am not myself ever since my return. I know how I screw things up and I really do not mean to hurt you or anything alright. Right from the start baby, from the time I know you, from the time I lay my first kiss on you, I know I will always love you.

You know what, I still remember myself laying by the cemented seats with you side by side, star gazing together. And I still remember the hand signals you gave to me and I pretend to not know a thing.
When my heart actually says,
" I'm always yours, Hamirul Hasraff"
Forgive me for everything that I've done, right from the start till this very seconds. I do not mean to hurt you or anything. I am just a human and could not run away from making mistakes. I am still growing up and learning. Forgive me, baby. I wanna lead this life with you. You should have known better sayang.


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