Confessions, with much love

I am a woman of love. I have scars that have not healed. I have only about 45% (and slowly increasing) trust left, for it has been breached, many times. But I understand that my trust can only be breached by people I love, and those whose opinions I value. So it’s normal to feel hurt. I have to put on a strong front during the day, but sleep baca seterusnya

Seorang Robin

“If it was with her, it’d have been great.” Dia mengangkat cawan, menghirup kopi. Keningnya sedikit berkerut menahan pahit kopi yang kami sama-sama suka. Siapa? Saya bertanya acuh tak acuh. “Robin. Bukan How I Met Your Mother!” Dia cepat-cepat menafikan sambil senyum nakal melihat mata saya galak, memahami saya memang baca seterusnya

Dewasa

Muda lawannya bukan tua. Muda lawannya dewasa. — Tengok permainannya tu. Heh. Sudah puas tercari-cari apa yang nak dicoret di sini, saya mengambil keputusan untuk kembali ke blog lama, tempat mula-mula “bercinta” dahulu. Zaman blogspot. Zaman belum kenal plugins, belum pandai tukar-tukar theme, belum pandai coding. Semuanya basic baca seterusnya