Aqilah Azmi

Time changes everything, even you and I have changed

The Author

Her name is Aqilah Muhamad Azmi. Born on February 6th 1995 in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Currently joining the Faculty of Education and doing her foundation in TESL. Laws, politics and poetry are her major interests. Blunt with her words, carefree and open to learn.

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“Aqilah Azmi's Territory”

Friday, 8 February 2013 || 23:16

Listening to a good song is sometimes my own therapy when I faced troubles or moody. I collapsed myself on my bed after put down every things on my hands. I felt my head banged to the spring mattress. I looked at the ceiling, reminiscing every single details of things that occur today. My backbones were relaxes for a while, after working for about 5-7 hours. I stood up and grabbed my towel, went for a shower before my sister told me that the toilet's bulb wasn't working. Yes, I'm in the dark. Are you afraid to be one?

Sadly, I was given with no choice.

I felt so disappointed with my boyfriend lately. He stressed a lot by his job, he get mad easily. He turns to Johnny Blaze when we're fighting. The truth is, my love, I miss you. The real you. I mean, the Amar I used to know. Not this awkward scary lots of cruelties monster who took me for granted. I love what we have, and I can't bear to lose it. Am I the one who tried a lot?

I can't talk to you like we always did. Everything is dull and boring. You work for about the whole day, you got home, you're tired, you're mad, being so rude, and we fought.Or in another way, you got home, tired, no time for us to call or text. Anymore. Please change this. Am I the one who'll always have to treat your nicely, surrender, something? I'm a human, too.

My patients have their own limits.

Qila x