Ode to K

saw her this evening. the last time was in 2011. she cut me off, my fault really for theowing shades at her at that time. her dad is dying. i squeezed her shoulder. she looked different. i know i look different. we didn't cry, just kept on talking. both of us, we're always the sensitive ones. the black sheep in the fam. my bestfriend since 12. tbh i unfollowed her a few weeks back when i found out her dad's dying , i couldn't stand the thought of seeing her going through the pain. yet we meet again in the particular shop. and she told me everything she's going through face to face. all the parts that i tried to ditch, Allah made me listen. i know she'll be okay.

it's February

Started to close my eyes

Then image of Hospital Shah Alams surau came in.

That time when I beg You to save him.

To let him live.

It's okay, things are better now. I just remembered it's February..oh wow.

got kicked out of grab

By an oku driver, his left hand's not working, I panicked and ask whether he can really drive or not. So so stupid of me, I still regret asking and he got really angry (I don't blame him) 😭😭 and I got scared and he let me out. The end.

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And in this little forgotten space that I can finally learn whatever I have left behind. The fire - ? It went out long ago. Numbing the feeling, feeling the numb. Heaviest steel. The darkest of thoughts.

Hey

i'm back.