Rindu. ada rasa rindu. Terasa nak balik ke tempat itu, ke masa itu. Funny isn't it? How I got fluttered by the slightest memory of Istanbul, and how the memory brought me back to him. It's not that I don't know we're not meant to be, but I can't help 'wanting' someone like him. I know my place, that's why I'm standing here still. He's not someone you can just reach so easily. Not even in your dream. Plus, this might be just a stupid crush of mine so there's no use of taking this seriously. I admit he's the third man to shake my heart. This icy, cold heart of mine is not something someone should see, not something someone should feel. It should stay there in it's place and keep the coldness to itself without freezing anyone else. I do want someone warm to melt me but it's just way too much to ask for.
And why on earth does this entry sounds so cheesy? LOL
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