her story

There was this girl,
whose life went into havoc after she fell for the wrong guy.

Things started perfectly beautiful,ended abruptly.
here...she started a life...so commendable,i decide to note it down.

Every day since the day she knew he know longer cares for her,
she'll fill her day up with lots of work to prevent herself from missing him.
Missing all the history that stabs her heart so real.
Even cutting her own wrist,couldn't draw the suffering away.
But she always regrets the time to commit to work.
because,she wants to miss him,think of him all the time.

She found out missing him is ignorantly a process in her daily routine.
she needs the thought of him to lead her life.
Its the sweetest thing that can happen to her now.

She'll ardently rush hm,cancelling work,juz to on the laptop,bought juz for him,to see if he's on msn.
although it always end with disappointment of her looking only at his nick,no communication.

She loves to browse pages of websites that belongs to him,
to see how he's doing.
envy of other females that got his care n concern.
then she'll hav the urge to open the drawer at hm,
bring out the blade that cuts her skin,make them bleed.
as she quietly go through the profiles of the girls she lose out,
she slowly search for the obscured.
already so lost is her little soul,so drained from all the sadness.
she finds her finger flipping stuffs,uncontrollably.
all these pain are like heroin,she got so addicted,she get them done every day,she goes through them every moment when she stops.
On the bus,when she smokes...anytime when she's alone...
and nowadays...she's always alone,refraining company.
unwilling to open up and share her thoughts.
unwilling to speak.
sometimes she wonder if she's sick,she likes to bask in this adversity.
she'll loll in the sms he once sent her,
words that caramelize her introspection.
she adore the feeling of reclaimed happiness,
even though its artificial.
he's no longer giving her his affection.
his time,his everything.


everynight she'll bring the phone with all the songs he left her to bed,
accompnaying with her will be a dark novel.
pampering her to slp will b memories that make her amile.
pictures she gives a peck before her eyelips kiss.
the drooling eyelips...droplets of water flows uncontrollably.
wetting the pillow.
she's like a hungry hyena,
ugly,lost,
desperate for something to fill her taken heart.
at times,her lungs will contract,every breath she takes need extra effort.
then she'll stutter in her bed,
imagining he's looking at her.
imagining she's in the bed of his.

Every awakening in the morning,
will send her into blind alley.
Its like a pricking reminder letting her know he's no longer with her.
no mails,no messages.
life is so unfair in its own way...
she knows whatever situation she is in now,
if ever her beloved father knows,
he'll burn for her.
daddy dotes on this girl so much,
she's sinking into anguish.
The father will frown.

Now,this very moment.
she will get permanent ink on her body.
something to wake her up.
maybe she will nvr walk out of it,
maybe someday her feelings wil expire.
its still a mystery.
no one knows.

All she knows is she has to live on,
for the people that still loves her dearly.
the future is like an open book,
an unfinished one,
he will take a significant chapter.
she will keep him in those pages.

he has flinched her aside,
she was like a discarded pet.
Played,enojoyed and forgottten.
She...will walk out of it...
i believe she will.
with her sister...she will strive to be better.
Wat he has done to her...
the sister suffers the same.

this is life.

She knows.
She nevers like forcing him...she never likes the feeling of denial.
She accepts all the reality with open heart...
god bless him.









narrated by YC.

Plz...forever be happy.
to him and to her...

PS:''i have nothing but patience and you''


yc