Time changes everything, even you and I have changed
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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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Thursday, 9 May 2013 || 20:25
#NowPlaying ; Nikisha Reyes // So Cold
Dear readers, I'm tired of saying sorry for not posting anything. Sometimes, I feel like my sorry isn't worth anymore cause I gave too much of it.
It's been almost 2 months I'm huddling in the dusty darkness, the sadness constricting my chest, the pain, oh goodness, throbbing my knees until I feel like I can't get up anymore. My pasts are hunting me, deceiving me to always think about how problematic I was and I should change somewhat did happened. I feel like I'm lost in the woods of regrets and I can never find the way out.
'I should do this..'
'If I just don't do that..'
'Why did I..?'
'.....'
The opening of May is better then the closure of April. I decided to forget the pasts as I realized that I really, really need to move on with my life. Plus, none likes my existence in my pasts. They want me to forget, and move, walk further. I wish to have the ability to write a new, fresh, happier chapter. Amin.
I'm shock my self as I looked at the calendar, realizing that we're stepping into Ramadhan really soon. How times really fly.
My best friends somehow, they gave me the strength to turn away from my pasts. I really appreciate you girls existences during my ups and downs. Words can't describe my thanks to you girls.
Salam
Qila x