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♥ Wednesday, December 30, 2009
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Have you ever felt so scared that that someone you love most will somehow have to leave you one day? Even though that someone really convinced you this and all that? Especially when that problem got to do with 'parents'. You just have no idea what the outcome will be but some way or another, you get that bad feeling. Bad vibes. Like someone will grab and take away your loved one. But of course you don't want that to happen and that you pray hard that everything will turn out fine. Or even you have to take sides between that someone you love and your parents. You have to sacrifice your own feelings to that special someone you love just because you want your parents to feel happy. Afterall, syurga di bawah tapak kaki ibu. And that means, heaven is situated below your mother's feet. That's what it kinda means. You know, you can't be an unfilial child and be disrespectful to your parents, especially to your mum who has raised you well since you were a newborn baby.

Honestly, I just don't want it to be like this. I don't want to be the root cause of this which in turn can make your parents unhappy.. who knows. It seems like your parents and her parents have somewhat agree to one another. Just that you and her have somehow forget about the past. But still, people can change. That's what I'm really scared of. And you will never know, you see. Not you. Not me. No one can really predict what actually will happen in the future. I'm scared, really scared. I just can't bear to see all that, happening right infront of my eyes. I'm trying my very best to hold these tears but... I failed. I failed to do so. It just naturally flows out and keeps flowing out... Sigh. I just can't bear to lose you. FULLSTOP.

p.s// I'm sorry. I think I'm feeling down and sad for today.

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