profile.18yo. Muslim. Daughter of Mhd Soif. Love's.
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? series of my #wickedthoughts
? Leo and Aquarius
? The story of me and my ex.
? The Ups and Downs
? "In his favorite black tshirt"
After that night which I regret the most
The night where I told myself "I'll be okay"
"I will not regret this" "This is the best choice for myself"
And I pushed him away
With the thoughts "I am a nuisance, an unwelcome burden"
But still, every single night after that
I'm looking for him in everything I see
Like how I watch those teen romantic movies
So that I can delude myself with
"He loves me like how the main male character loves his heroine"
"He is probably trying his best to make things right"
And by this, it means I can't help but keep blaming myself
Thousand times, for letting him go
For taking him for granted but
Does he know?
That I just can't break the walls
That I've built bit by bit, every time love comes by
Trying to settle in my heart
I hear his voice in everything I hear
I hear the words he was trying to say back in highschool
When I listen to the songs he let me listen to
I never knew that that one text he sent to me was a song
With a beautiful meaning
And again, I put the blame on me because I never let him speak
I never try to listen to what he was trying to say
I found him. I found him again
After I swallowed my pride and took the chance
That was probably the last
He is still the same
He is like the cold yet serene breeze
But I like it anyway.
Still, the anxiousness couldn't be thrown away
Because I know,
Breeze doesn't last long.