Plane Jane.

This is my heart,

It is a good heart.

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Monday, February 01, 2016

Last year,

I woke up to this on the 1st of February 2015.
Today, I talk to God about you.
Time sure does fly.
Hope you're doing well up there.
I miss you, forever ain't enough.
xx

Thursday, December 10, 2015

"We attach ourselves too strongly to people; that when they're gone, a part of us is too."

Every day I think of you, guess it's nothing new.
All I could afford is to give you plenty of doas and Al-fatihahs only.
That will be a great birthday gift, won't it?
I miss you everyday, but you're in good hands now all the time.

Happy 22nd Birthday, MJ.
xx

Monday, November 02, 2015

Today wasn't a good day.

If I could curse and groan all day, if I had a penny from all the cursing and groaning, I would have been a rich bitch.

I think it must have been my period, my mood swings all over the damn place.

I think it may have been yesterday's silly fight with d plus my pms/mood swings.

I think I woke up from the wrong side of the bed or earth, to be feeling this way.

I feel like a mess.

Like one fat ball of a mess, waiting to explode.

But I also think it's just me. :')

I cannot believe period makes women do wonders.

7 days of it is such a torture for us ladies.

And also I cannot believe the only person I seek comfort with when on my moody days, decided to be an asshole and leave me hanging instead. :(

So I can officially say, I hate my life (for 7 days only)!!!!!!

Monday, October 12, 2015

To my favorite person ever;

Thank you.

Thank you for being you.

Thank you for your love.

Thank you for your unselfishness.

Thank you for being so kind.

Thank you for always listening to my needs and fulfilling them slowly but rather surely.

Thank you for always protecting me and holding me whenever you feel like I need protection.

Thank you for having eyes that seek forgiveness and assurance whenever I need it.

Thank you for having a face that has one of my favorite smell (though I know it's weird).

Thank you for having shoulders that can comfort me and gave me a home to my heavy head full of overthinking thoughts and questions.

Thank you for having arms that supports me and made me feel safe whenever they're secured around me.

Thank you for having hands that can guide me through whatever and whenever we're in any situations.

Thank you for having legs that can be used to train my ass off whenever we're on a mission for a long ass walk.

Thank you for having one of the biggest heart in what looks like a tough and manly body.

There are many things that I am thankful for, but you're my lucky star.

I guess, I would not be where I am right now, in this state if it wasn't because of you.

You have helped me in so many, bizarre ways that I can't compile all of this to say it to your face without tearing up.

You have made me believe in so many, little or big things, again it feels like I have been drowning and you came unexpectingly without warning to save me.

It feels like coming up for air after a long sail down below.

Thank you for thinking everything through and decide that I was the one for you (in sya Allah).

Thank you for putting up with my wants and needs and compromise even though you hardly agree.

Thank you for loving me in such unmeasurable ways.

Thank you for accepting me - the amazing, the bad, the ugly.

Thank you for re existing, love of my life.

Thank you, thank you, thank you.

Tuesday, September 15, 2015

One year has passed.

One year ago, we took that photo not knowing what will happened.

It has been one year, and I could still remember every single thing.

I could still remember what happened that they, how I was so nervous to see you.

I remembered how I felt while I waited for your replies.

I remembered how A and I couldn't get through your calls and texts.

I remembered feeling anxious when you finally replied and waited upon your arrival.

I remembered what I felt when you were finally in sight.

That night when we met wasn't perfect, in fact it was super flawed.

But no matter how flawed it was, I still think it was perfect.

We ended up talking and laughing with the people who knew you best.

They knew very well what has happened/is happening to you, and they still chose to side with us.

I didn't know how blessed we were, at that point of time.

After a few hours, we finally decide to leave and you decided to walk me home.

I knew from there that I wanted this to happen.

I knew that I could do this forever with you.

I wanted every single moment with you, I want days with you, spent nights with you walking me home.

Listening to your hopes and fears, your dreams and plans every night.

I wanted that forever.

But forever was never planned for us..

I always thought that we were fated, after that day.

We were fated to meet.

To fall in love, be together forever.

Funny how our fates weren't for one another..

It's been months since you're gone, and I still think of you.

It's been a year, since September 13th happened and I still think about you.

I don't care how others think it's bizarre, but I will always pray for you and think about you.

Your death has been bittersweet for me.
You leaving without ever saying goodbye, aches my heart and I will never get over it.
I don't think I will ever get over that day.
There hasn't been one day, that I don't recall those last few weeks with you.
I'd like to think that God has made you one of the loves of my life.
We didn't have any closure and I feel like it's up to me to make up a closure for us.
I haven't found the right one, because I had always think you were the love of my life.
But now you're my angel, soaring above me.

I have missed you, every atom of my body have missed you.
But I will fight it, I will fight through it.

Al fatihah my love.
xx

Wednesday, August 19, 2015

They say, good things take time.
They forgot to mention that it'll take 7 goddamn years. Hahaha!
I didn't plan it to happen like how we happened.
But my love, I'm so glad that we crossed paths again.
Thankful even.
xx

Tuesday, December 25, 2012

Today, I realized that I am nothing without you. You have made me the happiest ever since last week. Ever since you turned up.

And today, I stayed longer than I expected.
I am in love. I am in love all over again.
And the weird thing is, it's still with you.

I know I shouldn't, but I have to.
My heart tells me that it has to be with you. If not, with who?
It feels right, well sort of..

As cliche as it sounds, Kelly Clarkson's "My Life Would Suck Without You" is so us, babe.Well, I think to me it is.

We do belong together, you know?It's fate.Forever united here somehow, don't you think?And you'll always get a piece of me, like I got a piece of you.

And they said that you were only here, because of me. Would absolutely love it, if that's true.

Meh, my life would definitely suck without you.

xx

This heart,

It beats,beats for only you.

This is my heart, It is a good heart.
Efflsyh. Effa, 05021993, & no, I'm not a stalker. I ♥ Batman. Gudrnaacnnlideepla. ♥ Tagboard Lovers. Archives June 2006 July 2006 August 2006 September 2006 October 2006 November 2006 December 2006 January 2007 February 2007 March 2007 April 2007 May 2007 June 2007 July 2007 August 2007 September 2007 October 2007 November 2007 December 2007 January 2008 February 2008 March 2008 April 2008 May 2008 June 2008 July 2008 August 2008 September 2008 October 2008 November 2008 December 2008 January 2009 February 2009 March 2009 April 2009 May 2009 June 2009 July 2009 August 2009 September 2009 October 2009 November 2009 December 2009 January 2010 February 2010 March 2010 April 2010 May 2010 July 2010 August 2010 September 2010 November 2010 December 2010 January 2011 March 2011 August 2011 December 2012 August 2015 September 2015 October 2015 November 2015 December 2015 February 2016 Credits ©Glamouresque.	Monday, February 01, 2016 Last year, I woke up to this on the 1st of February 2015. Today, I talk to God about you. Time sure does fly. Hope you're doing well up there. I miss you, forever ain't enough. xx Thursday, December 10, 2015 "We attach ourselves too strongly to people; that when they're gone, a part of us is too." Every day I think of you, guess it's nothing new. All I could afford is to give you plenty of doas and Al-fatihahs only. That will be a great birthday gift, won't it? I miss you everyday, but you're in good hands now all the time. Happy 22nd Birthday, MJ. xx Monday, November 02, 2015 Today wasn't a good day. If I could curse and groan all day, if I had a penny from all the cursing and groaning, I would have been a rich bitch. I think it must have been my period, my mood swings all over the damn place. I think it may have been yesterday's silly fight with d plus my pms/mood swings. I think I woke up from the wrong side of the bed or earth, to be feeling this way. I feel like a mess. Like one fat ball of a mess, waiting to explode. But I also think it's just me. :') I cannot believe period makes women do wonders. 7 days of it is such a torture for us ladies. And also I cannot believe the only person I seek comfort with when on my moody days, decided to be an asshole and leave me hanging instead. :( So I can officially say, I hate my life (for 7 days only)!!!!!! Monday, October 12, 2015 To my favorite person ever; Thank you. Thank you for being you. Thank you for your love. Thank you for your unselfishness. Thank you for being so kind. Thank you for always listening to my needs and fulfilling them slowly but rather surely. Thank you for always protecting me and holding me whenever you feel like I need protection. Thank you for having eyes that seek forgiveness and assurance whenever I need it. Thank you for having a face that has one of my favorite smell (though I know it's weird). Thank you for having shoulders that can comfort me and gave me a home to my heavy head full of overthinking thoughts and questions. Thank you for having arms that supports me and made me feel safe whenever they're secured around me. Thank you for having hands that can guide me through whatever and whenever we're in any situations. Thank you for having legs that can be used to train my ass off whenever we're on a mission for a long ass walk. Thank you for having one of the biggest heart in what looks like a tough and manly body. There are many things that I am thankful for, but you're my lucky star. I guess, I would not be where I am right now, in this state if it wasn't because of you. You have helped me in so many, bizarre ways that I can't compile all of this to say it to your face without tearing up. You have made me believe in so many, little or big things, again it feels like I have been drowning and you came unexpectingly without warning to save me. It feels like coming up for air after a long sail down below. Thank you for thinking everything through and decide that I was the one for you (*in sya Allah). Thank you for putting up with my wants and needs and compromise even though you hardly agree. Thank you for loving me in such unmeasurable ways. Thank you for accepting me - the amazing, the bad, the ugly. Thank you for re existing, love of my life. Thank you, thank you, thank you. Tuesday, September 15, 2015 One year has passed. One year ago, we took that photo not knowing what will happened. It has been one year, and I could still remember every single thing. I could still remember what happened that they, how I was so nervous to see you. I remembered how I felt while I waited for your replies. I remembered how A and I couldn't get through your calls and texts. I remembered feeling anxious when you finally replied and waited upon your arrival. I remembered what I felt when you were finally in sight. That night when we met wasn't perfect, in fact it was super flawed. But no matter how flawed it was, I still think it was perfect. We ended up talking and laughing with the people who knew you best. They knew very well what has happened/is happening to you, and they still chose to side with us. I didn't know how blessed we were, at that point of time. After a few hours, we finally decide to leave and you decided to walk me home. I knew from there that I wanted this to happen. I knew that I could do this forever with you. I wanted every single moment with you, I want days with you, spent nights with you walking me home. Listening to your hopes and fears, your dreams and plans every night. I wanted that forever. But forever was never planned for us.. I always thought that we were fated, after that day. We were fated to meet. To fall in love, be together forever. Funny how our fates weren't for one another.. It's been months since you're gone, and I still think of you. It's been a year, since September 13th happened and I still think about you. I don't care how others think it's bizarre, but I will always pray for you and think about you. Your death has been bittersweet for me. You leaving without ever saying goodbye, aches my heart and I will never get over it. I don't think I will ever get over that day. There hasn't been one day, that I don't recall those last few weeks with you. I'd like to think that God has made you one of the loves of my life. We didn't have any closure and I feel like it's up to me to make up a closure for us. I haven't found the right one, because I had always think you were the love of my life. But now you're my angel, soaring above me. I have missed you, every atom of my body have missed you. But I will fight it, I will fight through it. Al fatihah my love. xx Wednesday, August 19, 2015 They say, good things take time. They forgot to mention that it'll take 7 goddamn years. Hahaha! I didn't plan it to happen like how we happened. But my love, I'm so glad that we crossed paths again. Thankful even. xx Tuesday, December 25, 2012 Today, I realized that I am nothing without you. You have made me the happiest ever since last week. Ever since you turned up. And today, I stayed longer than I expected. I am in love. I am in love all over again. And the weird thing is, it's still with you. I know I shouldn't, but I have to. My heart tells me that it has to be with you. If not, with who? It feels right, well sort of.. As cliche as it sounds, Kelly Clarkson's "My Life Would Suck Without You" is so us, babe.Well, I think to me it is. We do belong together, you know?It's fate.Forever united here somehow, don't you think?And you'll always get a piece of me, like I got a piece of you.* And they said that you were only here, because of me. Would absolutely love it, if that's true. Meh, my life would definitely suck without you. xx
This heart, It beats,beats for only you.