Archive for July, 2017

My mom said I cling onto people a little too tight. 

A good friend once advised me to hold people like sand in my hand. If it is held too tight, it will slip right through my fingers. 

I feel you slipping out of my hand. And it started long ago even before I dared to admit it. 

And funny how this episode keeps on repeating itself. The players might be different but the story is always the same. Frankly, I’m exhausted and on the verge of giving up.

But then. I remembered. You said. “Allah je yang tau semua. Judgment tu je yang patut menggetarkan jiwa.” And I sobbed myself to sleep.

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Yesterday, I had a dream. It wasn’t anything unpleasant. It felt real. So real that I woke up in the middle of the night, opening my wardrobe and realising that all my clothes were still hanging inside it, I burst into laughter. For a while, I was fooled by my dream that all my clothes were gone.