"You talked behind my back."
"No, i'm just poking you."
"Yes, you poke me but with a real knife. It hurts."
A conversation that I have in my mind but the pain is real.
What did i do?
Why do you have to hate me so much?
What happened to all those memories?
4 comments:
after one week tak update, pastu bg benda yang deep2 macam ni.i like!
aku tak tahu cerita apa ni tapi sabarlah.allah bersama dengan orang2 yang sabar. orang yang teraniya allah makbulkan doanya. senyum nabilah aisyah and keep writing. :)
thank you,en/cik anonymous.
mana ada deep. :)
who hates you ni?? i like you like always.. haha~ :p
auwww lel..:')
i like u too!
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