NUR HIDAYAH

Yayah, 16, Singapore.
Kicking balls, strumming guitar.
Love is rare, grab it. <3

what’s happening to us?

you wanna know what’s my nightmare? I dreamt that you sent me an sms. and in that sms you stated, that we’re at a dead end and that you’re leaving. I don’t clearly rmbr, but it’s smth abt there. this’s why terbawak2 into my dreams. I have been sighing and sighing and sighing all because of us. you can even cast me aside for that 1 damn hour just so you can talk to Zaki. did I tell you I waited for you for 18hrs 30mins just so I can talk to you? and when I call you, you say sorry just for the sake of saying it. come on la, it’s so fucking obvious that you don’t even mean it. I stayed up in my horrible condition just so I cld spare a few hours to talk to you. Did I tell you that I’m getting sick of you saying sorry? really, I’m damn sick of hearing that word. I’m not accepting your apology nor declining it, I’m just gonna say ‘forget about it.’ can I ask? what do I even mean to you now? oh wait, YOU DON’T EVEN MISS ME A SINGLE BIT. neither do you miss US. I did say that work is impt. but really, to this extent? that girl made your day, good for you. my day just suck, the usual. I bet you won’t even check this soon. MAYBE 4 DAYS LATER, OR NEVER. don’t say sorry to me when you read this. 

— 3 months ago