Post Mortem

She laughed so hard,
On silly jokes,
Sometimes tears would come to her eyes.

She's easily moved emotionally,
On cute happy things,
That I could feel her tears last long till the end of the day.

I never understood,
How someone spent her time,
Brighten other people's day,
Could hate herself so much,
But she did quite passionately.

The only person I ever heard say a single bad thing about her, was her,
So I tried to protect her,
To get her see what I saw,
That she was lovely, she was amazing,
And utterly intimidating.

And I don't wish for more. Really.


You have to do that for the people you love right? Let them fight their own battles, even if being helpless breaks your heart into two.


KLIA
1011pm,
Valentines' Day 2018

Accident

Beep
My phone rings a text message
I wish it is from you
I glance and peep
And it isn't

Beep
My phone rings again
It has to be from you
I glance and peep
Still, it isn't

*Crash*

Beep
My phone rings
Beep
Beep

I swear I tried to lift my fingers, but I couldn't. Is it now I'm going to die? The text messages, I know it is from her. Forget the texts. I have to call her. Now or never. But shit, I'm dying.



4/2/2017
1230am
Lalaland, Bintulu