I wish i can paint my story with words, but i figured out words is not my strong mediums. i used to convey my feelings through my drawings, but lately my feeling speaks more than it supposed to feel, that i cant translate it into drawing.
and i am not the best daughter my dad deserved and sometimes i wonder, what did he has done wrong, to have such a daughter like me.
I have caused him so much trouble, since i was his little baby till i grew up being an emo teen. I always the difficult child in the family. He said it to me once - that im his difficult child.
"Am i not enough for you?" he asked me one day.
oh what have i done.
i remembered on the night of the very last day of his life, that night before Allah take him forever, he called me.
"hello?" i heard his voice.
"hello, why did you call?" i asked as he is not the type to call me if there wasn't anything wrong.
He's not the type to talk to you over the phone for a small talk.
"nothing, how are you?" he answered.
"im good, you?'' My mind wondering what made him call me, but later did i know that was the last time i ever heard his voice.
On his last days of his life, mom was admitted to …
Ive never been in a relationship before and this one fact about me that you probably dont need to know, but i will tell you anyway;
Fact #1: i keep avoiding people who like me.
Despite fact #1, I would say im one of those girl who are easily infatuated,
i can like a guy just because of his smile, act of kindness, his intelligence or just because somebody say good things about him.
So, there is this guy, he is so kind, everyone always talks only good things about him. And then there i was, being easily infatuated, falling for him. When i have crush on someone, sometimes i can get obsessed, and out of control, in which i decided to start say hi to him on fb.
Everything was good until I find out that our feelings are mutual, i started to avoid him too. and , things got mess up when he confessed to me. i just dont know what to do, and kept avoiding him and things are not working out between us.
There are few people who know this story and questioning my decision as he is such a good…
I still remember the first time our eyes met, really so clearly. And its not long after that I got to see you for the last time, that brief moments, i act so calmly, but it was a hurricane of sadness inside to see you as a stranger again.
We started as strangers in the park, grow into whatever you think our relationship is and now we're back to be just another strangers in the park again.
I will let myself forget you eventually, surely.
When one fine day i finally meet the man that you will never be and you meet the girl, that all of the things i can't be. I hope everything is great with you.