Let
me tell you a story…
He
care about her,
She
fall for him,
She
fall for the way he care about her,
And
about his family,
He’s
a matured person,
He
had a good focus on his studies,
She
thought her heart starts to pound again,
She
thought it is beating for him.
She
was just a confuse person,
Don’t
even know who she really care about,
When
there are people lining up,
Just
to get to her attention.
She
was just to please with herself,
Or
maybe the malay word for it, *perasan
Flatter
bout herself.
O’girl
don’t be.
Don’t
do that again to urself.
I
told her she needed to wake up
and face the reality.
Life
is like that.
Just
don’t let the fire burns,
Like
it has done to me.
Just
stand up and walk out there.
Further
and forward like u just never care.
Like
nobody even dare,
To
stop you from going anywhere.
O’girl,you
need to know,
This
is not a requisite love..
For
you or for him.
That’s
why it is a called crush.
So
don’t give your heart away.
Keep
it for HIM…
The
one who created you
and all the things around you.
Because
HE knows better.
ALLAH
is the Greatest Planner…
Our
love with HIM is the one
we called requisite love…
-The
End-
*make
the much of it…seize the day.
#carpe diem# Dead Poetry Society
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