Another sad story.

Assalamualaikum.

It is been a while. I held onto my thoughts about you like this. Thinking about your voice. I feel more sad today.

I had a drink. I did it again all of sudden, wanting to see you. I hate seeing myself miserable. Until tomorrow, I am doing nothing. 

I thought we were going in the same direction. I thought we were dreaming of the same future. I guess that it was not.

I thought we were inthe same time. I thought we were in the same room. I guess that was not it.

Familiarness is sometimes troublesomes. I am afraid to forget it. Are you okay with it?

Do you not have any regrets about your decision? Are confident about your decision? I do not know anymore. 

Do you not miss my voice? Are there not times that you want to see me? It is only me, who is like that?

I am living, burried under your traces. It is me, who living burried under your traces. What am I supposed to do? 

Lonely girl,

Yean 💋

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My Life.

Assalamualaikum wbt.

Well now, saya berada di kota "Syurga Makanan" seperti yang di katakan oleh orang ramai. Ya. Tawau. I have been here for about 3 weeks already. Hmm maka di sini la permulaan dunia kehidupan saya as an Assisstant Medical Officer yang selama ini saya pun tidak tahu kewujudannya.

Well, to be honest. I never imagine a life like this and i do not even know is this what i want in my life. I even did not know what i want. Just follow the flow is what i have been done since my childhood. Mungkin itu juga moto hidup saya.

Kehidupan yang samar-samar. Itu yang saya nampak untuk masa depan saya. I think, i just work for money. Money for my daily life, my family and for travel the world. Bahagia? Is that i am happy for what i am doing right now? I do not know the answer either. Is that bad?

Well i like my job. Helping people. But i do not know why i am feeling empty inside. Go to work. Back from work. Sleep. Awake. And go to work again. Hmmmm. No fun at all. I just feel like a robot doing her own things.

What should i do? I hope this shall pass too. 

The lonely girl,

Yean.

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