The Absence of Words.

I envy those who could write every single thing in their life, especially their lowest, darkest and saddest moments, so freely and openly for everyone to read. I sallute them.
I can never do the same.

I've started writing in my journal again.
My physical journal.
With an actual pen.

My pen write words I simply can never share through the soft clicks of a keyboard, publicly.
My journal keeps my soul, sane.

FootNote: And one of the things I despise the most, is when the uninvited invades a journal. 9Gag Bitch Please face.

Footnote.

If I was a color, I'd be black.

The Between

My best friend told me something rather fascinating today.

She said few years ago, reading my writings, she realized there was a bundle of happiness in between the lines.

And somehow, someway, nowadays, all she can read in between my words are the unwritten explanation of things sometimes needs more than an educated guess to figure.

Those are my words, really.

All she said was "Eh Apsal sekarang you punya blog dah tak happy macam dulu?"
I have a way of making simple things, complicated.

LOL.

The Nothingness of Nothing.

If I could tell you every thing that needs to be told,
Sing you every song that needs to be sang,
Write you every story that needs to be written,
Drink, dance, eat, sleep, play and touch,
I would.

One day,
I will.

The Words.

It will always fascinate me how one can write and describe so well what is meant to be said but never was.

I have high respect for those that were able to articulate their exact emotions with the perfect vocabularies, spoken at the very right time.

Never fail to take my breath away.

Every single time.

Note to self: I will make sure my kids read lot of books.

I Wrote This For You #19

I need you, to understand something.

I wrote this for you.

I WROTE THIS, FOR YOU.

And only you.

Everyone else, who reads it..

Doesn't get it.

They may THINK they get it.

But, they don't.

This is the sign....

You've been looking for.

You.. were... meant..... to read.... these words.

Edge.

I hear in my mind, all these voices......................

I hear in my mind, all these words.............

I hear in my mind, all these music.......

And I got lost in the sound.

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I can no longer find the words to write, anymore.

You have to understand it, the way it is.

OC1

"I just wanted you to know, that I understand why you have to do this."

.......

... "But I wish you didn't have to."

Literally talking about Coke.

"Coke, please."

"We don't have Coke. Pepsi?"

"Hell, no."

-___-

Sometimes some things might seem so similar to each other, that when you do not have one you can substitute it with another.

But once your heart is set on something, no matter how hard that other thing tries to compete or level up with the one, it will never be the one.

Coke for the win.

Time Travel

If you could turn back the time, exactly when would you bring yourself back and what would you change?