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Showing posts with label yes for cryptic writings. Show all posts

Thursday, 19 September 2013

hello

no point hating, no point demeaning each other, no point self-justification,

the damage has been done.

it takes two to tango anyway.

words said cant be taken back.
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bukan rezeki :)

may Allah ease.

Wednesday, 7 November 2012

drabble part II

Being a Quistis doesn't mean that she won't face difficulties and having problems. Just because she's matured, experienced, and knowledgeable doesn't mean she's a superwoman.
Initially, all the hardships and problems are the one who had refined and polished her to become mature in the first place.
She had them earlier than other people, she had it harder.
But her faith, willpower and ability to think with logic instead of emotions prevails. To a certain extent.

A Squall can only give her support. Praying, muttering comforting words, showing caring gesture. But then that's all one could do. Because being a Squall make your lips locked, shut tight.
Fighting self, self-doubting ; contemplating what to say and what not. Because he knows his place. He knows that he's not as knowledgeable as her. He knows that he never felt what she felt. He knows that he never can understand what she experiences fully, because he's not in her place. He's not her.

Still.. He still wishes, prays the best for her. Leonhart, probably not as brave as his last name, but at the very least,

he cares.