Me, Myself and I
- Rean al ben yahya
- I know it is not perfect, But it's life.Life is MESSY sometimes..
Monday, October 31, 2011
Saturday, October 29, 2011
Spellbound.
Things that he do...
-took care of me when i'm sick..(horrible coughs..red eyes...no voices..)
*but he pat me slowly..feed me...put a wet cloth on my temple and massaged those sore limbs of mine...
-when I told him i need to go to the toilet...
*he quickly find me one (at past and present) (no matter where we are at...in a car...at the mall...at the R&R...)
*he'll waits outside and he gave me the sweetest smile as he stare at me when i'm finish. (like it was the first time he sees me)
*When I said I'm bored...He will looked me in the eyes and asked *did I bore you out?* (Every time he asked me that ...the answers for it will be *Bukanlaaa Fik.... and I will pout*
He will surely... positively replied me back by asking...*Keyh..Now what doyawana do? Or Where doyawana go?* with utmost enthusiasm...
*He buys me the whole cake (it's vanilla!) once...when i felt like the world hated me.
*We cried together when I'm sad...he hugged me tightly cause he knows it will prevent the hardening of this heart. (err ...every times i faced a problem..i would turned my heart stone cold..hee)
*Thousand of deeds has he willingly invested on me... I know that he just need my love in return.
For 6 years...he treated me the same...
No wonder this two years without him seems empty..
to the extent that everyone i'd met...i would compare the likes of them.
And those who have his qualities... subconsciously i bring myself near them.
No longer will I deny...the ache for him.
Now.
I admit.
I am spellbound by him.
Fikree Najib.
Friday, October 28, 2011
Thursday, October 27, 2011
Wednesday, October 26, 2011
Tuesday, October 25, 2011
Monday, October 24, 2011
Friday, October 21, 2011
Thursday, October 20, 2011
Salt
I woke up and find my hands have a strange marks. Starting to remember.
I dreamed of walking along the sand, picking up ring-pulls and shards of coloured glass, filling my hands and squeezing, seeing blood...spotting a trail. Knowing it should be hurting. But what does hurt feel like?
Walking again out into the sea, knowing the water is climbing up my jeans, into my pockets, creeping up to my waist, my breast, my neck. But what does wet feel like?
I'm hundred miles away from my senses. Salt wind in my face. Salt water running from my eyes and into my mouth. Something awful had been done. But I'm too numb to feel the hurt.
I dreamed of walking along the sand, picking up ring-pulls and shards of coloured glass, filling my hands and squeezing, seeing blood...spotting a trail. Knowing it should be hurting. But what does hurt feel like?
Walking again out into the sea, knowing the water is climbing up my jeans, into my pockets, creeping up to my waist, my breast, my neck. But what does wet feel like?
I'm hundred miles away from my senses. Salt wind in my face. Salt water running from my eyes and into my mouth. Something awful had been done. But I'm too numb to feel the hurt.
“You don’t need to explain your dreams. They belong to you.”
Paulo Coelho
Wednesday, October 19, 2011
Tuesday, October 18, 2011
Monday, October 17, 2011
Sunday, October 16, 2011
busted!
It was a
Dark and Stormy Night
Dark and Stormy Night
They were
together in the House.
Just the two of them.
It was a cold, dark, stormy night.
The storm had come quickly
and
each time the thunder boomed he watched her jump.
She looked
across the room and admired his strong appearance...and
wished that he would take her in his arms,
comfort her and protect her
from the storm.
Suddenly,
with a pop, the power went out...
She screamed...
He raced to the sofa
where she was cowering.
He didn't hesitate to pull her into his arms.
He knew this was a forbidden union and
expected her to pull back.
He was surprised when she didn't resist
but instead clung to him.
The storm raged on...
They knew it was wrong...
Their families would
never understand.
So consumed were they in their
FEAR that they heard no opening of doors
... just the
faint click of a camera......
Friday, October 14, 2011
Thursday, October 13, 2011
Wednesday, October 12, 2011
Tuesday, October 11, 2011
Monday, October 10, 2011
Friday, October 7, 2011
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