my dearest blog, u re my belog..
i love you, just like how i love to sleep banyak2..
i am writing,
i am sitting on my 'butt-aching' chair,
the sting of vanishing the 3 years memories made the ache feels too painful,
and it is harder when
many of the journeys have permanently carved on your body my dearest belog,
yap..it is a sacrifice, and surely, it is painful for you too.
yet, it is a lost; a huge one.
i am not really sure of everything..
For the belog and the 3 years memories,
you are part of my life, and you will always be..
thank you for being my teacher,my sister-my brother, my friend, and my listener.