Sunday, April 17, 2011

Insecurity

Theres this one thing that I am most afraid of, excluding Allah, death and SPM.


Losing you.
I know I've been a jerk these past few weeks and I can tell that you are getting annoyed with me. I feel like I'm becoming my old self, the one who you hated to your guts last year. Things get different by day. We became closer than ever.

Please, forgive me for my wrong doings. You know I never want to hurt you. You are the only one who I can trust right now -- though I know you don't feel that way about me. I love you, really. So so much.


Head filled with puzzles,
Tykah