Thursday, August 25, 2011
Tuesday, May 17, 2011
You never know what you have until you lose it, and once you lose it, you can never get it back.
My heart was taken by you... broken by you... and now it is in pieces because of you.
Love is like falling down... in the end you're left hurt, scarred, and with a memory of it forever.
You're the one who broke my heart, you're the reason my world fell apart, you're the one who made me cry, yet I'm still in love with you and I don't know why.
A million words would not bring you back, I know because I've tried, neither would a million tears, I know I've cried.
Wanting him is hard to forget, loving him is hard to regret, losing him is hard to accept, but even with all the hurt I've felt, letting go is the most painful yet.
Sometimes the memories are worth the pain.
Sometime you just have to hold your head up high, blink away the tears and say good-bye.
For a few minutes you made me feel as though I actually meant something to someone.
We are afraid to care to much, for fear that the other person does not care at all.
People think it is holding on that makes you stronger, but sometimes it's letting go.
I made a choice to finally let go, because I can't stand the pain, it's time for my last tear to fall and smile again.
I cried today... not because I miss you... or even wanted you... but because I realized I'm gonna be all right without you.
I wish he meant it when he kissed me cause then I could look back and see someone who loved me but I can only go back and see someone who used me.
You always say you hate to see me hurt, and you hate to see me cry. So all those times that you hurt me, did you close your eyes?
Sad isn't it? How no matter what you do or say to me... when you come running back... when you need me again... I'll be here... right here waiting for you, I'll take you back... no questions asked. Sad isn't it?
So... from now on... when you think of me... just remember that I could've been the best thing you ever had.
Why did I break up with him? Well ,it's like, once I sat down and looked at the situation, all the pieces lying on the floor, it just wasn't a puzzle anymore. None of the pieces fit together. And even if I tried really hard, the pieces, well they were two different puzzles. That's why I did it, he needs to understand that.
You hurt me more then I deserve, how can you be so cruel? I love you more then you deserve, why am I such a fool?
You asked me what was wrong, I smiled and said nothing, when you turned around and a tear came down and I whispered to myself... everything is.
You wonder why I don't talk to you anymore and please believe me when I say it's not that I don't want to, it's just that everything I want to say I can't tell you anymore.
I don't know which I would rather believe... that you never did care or that you eventually stopped.
Hold my hand, just one more time, so I can remind myself why it is that I can't get over you.
I think its time I let you go... and that is hard to do because part of me will be in love with you for the rest of my life.
While I was holding on all you did was let go.
Sometimes it's better to be alone. No one can hurt you that way.
I just wonder how many people never get the one they want, but end up with the one they're supposed to have.
The hardest thing about growing up is that you have to do what is right for you even if it means breaking someone's heart. Including your own.
All I'm asking for is one night together. Just you and me. All alone. And if you can honestly say you don't feel anything for me after that night, I will finally let you go.
Sometimes all you need is a broken heart to realize that something even better is right in front of our eyes, just waiting to be found.
Of course, you're going to get your heart broken. And it isn't just going to happen once, but a lot. That's just part of growing up, and it makes you stronger. Then you can handle it better next time. You may not get through it yourself, but your friends will help you through it. And you'll be a stronger person because of it. Then one day someone will come along, and it'll all pay off and no one will ever break your heart again.
No one can promise they'll never hurt you because at one time or another, it will happen. The real promise is if the time you spend together will be worth the pain in the end.
The worst feeling in the world is knowing you've been used and lied to.
Frustrated because I can't tell if it's real. Mad because I don't know how you feel. Upset because we can't make it right. Sad because I need you day and night. Angry because you won't take my hand. Aggravated because you don't understand. Disappointed because we can't be together, but still I'll love you forever.
Maybe they are right. Maybe I did get my hopes up too high. Maybe I was in over my head. Maybe I am the stupid one for ever thinking that you loved me, but maybe, just maybe, I am tired of being alone.
Every time I see him all cool, calm and collected, I lose my breath, my heart starts pounding, and I am painfully aware that I am not over him and he is over me.
I don't know which is worse, being the one with the broken heart or being the person that breaks the hearts.
It's not that we aren't meant to be together, I think that we're just not ready for forever.
You always have an out. An exit strategy to make sure you don't get hurt. You always walk always. You walk away before they can walk away from you.
Today was just one of those days where everything I did reminded me of you and every song I heard somehow related to you. I hate days like today, because they remind me of the one thing I dont have.
There were reasons we met, reasons for the good times and reasons for the bad times, and most importantly a reason to end. We have more to learn, more to experience and more loving to do in this lifetime.
Somehow I know we'll meet again, not quite sure where and not sure when, your in my heart so until then good-bye.
Broken heart again. Another lesson learned. Better know your friends. Or you will get burned.
This time it's over I'm keeping my heart, I'm gonna be strong and not fall apart... it'll get better, I'll no longer cry... in a couple of weeks I won't want to die, I won't want to go back. I'll be able to sleep, it won't hurt so bad and it won't hurt so deep!
I would like to thank you, for showing me a part of myself that I have never seen. Yeah we were young and dumb, but it still was fun and I guess these things just tend to fall apart and I hope you feel the same.
Sometimes we must get hurt in order to grow; we must fail in order to know. Sometimes our vision only clears after our eyes are washed away with tears.
I know I'm not completely over him. He still crosses my mind several times a day, but with each one of those times, a feeling of contempt also passes through my heart. Maybe if this happens enough, my heart will become completely hardened to him, and I'll get to the point where he doesn't affect me anymore.---Beth_Lynn_14
Walk home drowning these memories in the rain biting my lip to transfer this pain, your gone and I'm still going through withdrawals, next time around I'll build a stronger wall.
I'm afraid to give you my all, I'm afraid to love you completely. What if behind your beautiful face and kind words you are just bribing me. Maybe you are just reeling me in until you turn around and drop me. I'd fall so far and never be able to recover, I wish I could see the ending sometimes. I would know if I should hold on to you and keep going or just let it all end before I get up too high.--- samrushing
I'm going to stay with you because you need a friend, but thats all I'm going to be. No more sex, no more hands in places they shouldn't be, no more giving you my heart so you can stamp all over it.
I miss all the little things. Like him driving with his hand resting on my knee and the way we'd share a big gooey ice cream. But I especially miss the hot nights in those motel rooms when he was all around me, the taste, and the scent and the feel of him. And I'd fall asleep in his arms, with the sound of his heartbeat being the last thing I heard before going to sleep. I ache with longing.
You and me are inevitable, you're all that makes me happy but if you break my heart again, I'll kill you.
Love hurts. I say that because I know. Love is... or was amazing. It's an incredible feeling to know what he's going to say. It's more incredible the way he has me on the edge of my seat because he's so completely random, I never know what's coming next. It's hard to explain, but he filled some void in me, and now, without him, I'm missing something again. I wonder if it will ever truly, whole heartedly be filled again. I just don't want to know what it's like to hurt any more...
I've been laying here all night, listening to the rain. Talking to my heart and trying to explain. Why sometimes I catch myself wondering what might have been. Yes I do think about you, every now and then.
I'm not afraid of heights, I'm afraid of falling. I'm not scared of the dark, I'm scared of what's in it. I'm not afraid of love, I'm afraid of not being loved back.
In this weird twisted way, I know you miss me liking you, not because I want to believe it's true, but because you'll never find a girl that can put up with you like I did; you'll never find a girl who will care as much as I did, because no one will waste all there love on someone like you, like I did.
I didn't ask for it to be over, but then again, I didn't ask for it to begin. For that's the way it is with life, as some of the most beautiful days come completely by chance. But even the most beautiful days eventually have their sunsets.
I wish I saved all the tears I cried for you so I could fucking drown you in them.
I tried to hold onto what we had, but you didn't even make an effort. You lied you cheated and left me to cry all alone once again. And when I return looking more beautiful and confident than ever before all I want you to realize is what you had and what you will never have again. --- birdie565
It's amazing after all we've been through the good times and the bad how we can walk past each other and pretend like it never happened give each other an awkward smile and move on.
Perhaps I saw what I wanted to see in him and made him to be more than he was.
The tough thing about following you heart is that people forget to mention that sometimes the heart takes you to places you shouldn't be. Places that are scary as they are exciting and as dangerous as they are alluring. Sometimes your heart cannot take you to places that lead to happy ending. That's not even the difficult part; the difficult part is when you follow your heart, you leave normal; you go into the unknown and once you do you can never go back.
Am I mad at you? That's your main concern after shattering my whole world? Mad for what? Breaking my heart? Or for all the lies? Maybe for letting me put all my trust in you only to be betrayed? How about the fact you didn't even have the decency to tell me to my face? Or the way you think it's crazy that I'm crying over it cause to you breaking up is no big deal. Am I mad at you?... no. More like crushed... did I ever really know you?
It's really painful to say goodbye to someone that you don't want to let go but its even more painful to ask someone to stay if they never wanted to stay.
In love you find the oddest combinations; materialistic people find themselves in love with idealists; clingers fall in love with players; homebodies capture and try to smother butterflies. It it wasn't so serious we could laugh at it.
I was never one to patiently pick up broken fragments and glue them together again and tell myself that the mending whole was good as new. What is broken is broken - and I'd rather remember it as it was at its best than mend it and see the broken places as long as I lived.
A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was never meant to be and you just have to let go.
You didn't intentionally break my heart, you even said you were sorry, but I cried anyway... I know the truth that you're to scared to admit, you're with her, but when you look at me, you can't even remember her name...
I'm so paranoid of getting hurt. I am always getting my heart broken over and over. My heart has so many scars and bruises all over it. I don't know how much just one heart can
take really, and I don't really want to find out either.
Love is a perky elf dancing a merry little jig and then suddenly he turns on you with a miniature machine gun.
After a while, you learn the difference between holding a hand, and falling in love. You'll learn kisses don't always mean something. Promises can be broken just as easily as they were made, and as hard as it is to believe, sometimes goodbyes are forever.
Life doesn't hurt until you have time to yourself to think about how things have changed, who you've lost along the way, and how much of it is your fault.
Let me ruin your life, let me break your heart, then I'll ask you why we can't be friends. Let me rip your world into little pieces, let me destroy who you thought you were, and then I'll ask if we can be friends.
I just want someone to come up to me and kiss me and tell me that they're in love with me. I don't just want it though. I need it. I'm desperate for it.
It's like once you've been hurt, you're so scared to get attached again. you have this fear that every person you start to fall for, is just going to break your heart again.
If you don't love me at my worst then you don't deserve me at my best.
Just let me ask you something...if I happen to walk out of this room right now and never come back, and just forget everything and leave it all behind would you be okay with that? Because I have 5 steps til I close this door and you have 5 seconds to make up your mind...starting now...
Make me stay. Say something sweet and tender and untrue and make me stay.
Friday, April 22, 2011
setahun sudah berlalu.kenangan oh! kenangan!rindu wahai kawan2 yang sejiwa dan sebulubulubulunya.! suka dan duka kita bersama-sama susah dan senang kita bersama2 ketika menimba ilmu yang tak terkata disebuah pusat.bernama Politeknik Sultan Abdul Halim Muadzam Shah,Jitra.Kedah!
(ku postkan pic2 memori selama 3thun kat sana)
Thursday, April 14, 2011
aku hilang punca bila dia begitu,aku mencari makna kesabaran.merobek makna kekuatan diri,menyelinap keseluruh sanubari.dimanakah erti kejujuran?insannnn....bagunlah dari kelemahan..insan aku masih ddisini menanti perubahan,insan aku hanya ada engkau untuk kekuatan.namun..aku tak pasti...apakah engkau juga seperti ku...
aku setia disini mengenal erti kasih sayang serta kesabaran yg tinggi.
Tuhan itu kaya!DIA mampu merubah segalanya sekelip mata.
keluh kesah ku hanya DIA yg ketahui.
hanya terbaik aku doakan.
semoga semuanya baik hendaknya...keredhoaan mu aku dambakan wahai Pencipta alam semesta.!hanya dari mu NUR itu datang.....
melihat angin itu pergi membuatkan aku terbuai dgn mimpi-mimpi yang indah,
tanpa disedari aku hanya dibuai oleh lenggok- tari bayu yang sepi tnpa bicara..
benarkanla ia dr hati..biar ianya jelas dan ikhlas...
Saturday, February 26, 2011
By learning you will teach;
by teaching you will understand.
semoga anak-anak murid aku faham apa yang diajar..semoga segala pengajaranku sampai ke akal fikiran mereka..wahai Tuhan pencipta alam dan maha pengasih..kurniakanlah kefahaman kepada anak2 murid ku agar mereka mudah memahami dengan apa yang diajar...amin.....ticer syg u all semuaa!!!ok.!
The most effective teacher will always be biased,
for the chief force in teaching is confidence and enthusiasm...