Izzati Rahim

18. Good things are belong to Allah and what is not, definitely comes from me. Allah beautify my stories with tears and broken yet lovable, awesome and full of hikmah. I see things, I write and somehow I realized that I'm a blog, not a person.

Corocoshii is my alter ego. People see me as a loner. Allahurabbi. The truth is I never being alone. If they knew that I always have someone that I talk to and the one that I can give my heart and soul. They’ll see me as someone who can’t live without The One.

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"Eh yeke? Tapi muka kau macam takde pape. Macam muka takde masalah."

Kau fikir aku mampu sorok lama-lama?
Tapi bukan hati kau je yang wujud dekat dunia ni.

"Zati, ape-ape pun yang berlaku, I know you're strong enough to face it. Be strong, dear."

Kutip kekuatan yang dulu. Lepastu musnah kembali.
Apakah itu?

"Jangan pendam sesorang. Ceritalah. Semua yang berlaku pasti ada HIKMAHNYA. 
Percaya Dia."

Aku memang macamni. Selagi tak ditanya, selagi tu dipendam.
Tapi tetap SAKIT.

"Kalau ade masalah, cerita je dekat kita. Telinga kita sentiasa terbuka untuk awak."

Tapi sampai bila telinga awak nak dengar masalah kita.
Lama-kelamaan akan bosan.

"hey awak. be strong okay :) kalau ade pape story la lagi. jangan pendam ye syg."

Sampai bila hati ni nak berdikari?
Sejuk, kalaulah hati pun sama.

"Aku tahu kau kuat. Kau kan handsome. You're superwoman zati!"

And after the incident was just happened in front of me?
Itu-tak-lawak.


The life of this world is a transient shade. 

Stranger. I'm off.



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