Tuesday, November 24, 2009 2:30 AM
I Look So Dead Right Now, Maybe I Am. Things Are Rather Tumbling Down, I Don't Know Who To Trust, I Can't Even Have The Opportunity To Revive Nasrul And Ziqah's Love. How Can I Do That When Even My Relationship Is At Stake? Ironic Isn't It? Me Trying To Help Others When I Cannot Even Help Myself. How I Wish That I Were To Be That Simple-Minded And Blame On Someone Just To Assure Myself That I Am Not At Fault. But Frankly, I Think I Am. Maybe Its A Bad Idea Or To Even Get To Know Ziqah In The First Place, To Create Misery That Was Meant For Our Own Pain, The Misery, That Was Clouded By Our Own Feelings, Our Own Judgement. I Wish I Can Be Like In Those Fantasy, Sci-Fi Series Where The Hero And The Heroine Would Last Till The End. Happily. Ever. After. But For What This Journey Goes, I Think, Our Series Has An Ending Soon. And It Is Without Happiness, Only The Opposite.