Demam

Yesterday's flu was sucks. Today its turn to be a fever. I can't barely talk. My voices can't reach the normal tone. But we talked last night. I like when we talk. He makes me feel alive again. Now I remember why he owned me. Thats just because he knows me well. Well enough to know whether its a normal flu or a cry that he heard last night. At least thats what I think. Beauty of love. Just a small thing that makes me smile. Sometimes I realize how he wants to limit pampering me. I don't want to know why. Fullstop.

By the way, I had this anonymous number being calling me last night and this morning and even now. Its a HE. First three miscalls. Then I pick up without saying a word, I heard he wants to talk to Taufek. After hang up he called again and again which is very annoying so I sent a text saying "WRONG NUMBER". Yeah what part you don't understand from those two words? Then he reply claiming his name and I should have know him. Well hello no I don't know you and I'm not Taufek okay. After a while, here come more miscalls. Again and again. Until I received a text message stating my name. WTF? I don't want to know how come he know my name. I never knew guy named like him. Of course this makes me unsecured. So until this evening he kept calling. For the second and last time I pick up and said stop this and by then he admit that we don't know each other so he just want to be friend. And and, after I blabbering, he then admit he got my number from his friend named Syafiq. Hadoi, thats my brother okay. WTH. Bebudak zaman sekarang. Then he's sorry and after few minutes he start dialing my number again. Bodoh punya budak. Nasib baik aku demam. Memang nak makan penyepak la.

Cause you're the apple to my pie

You never know how you make me feel
Each time I'll be with you
Each time you came back to me
I wish the time stops.

You're the apple to my pie
Never be perfect without you
You're the apple to my pie
Never had a taste without you
You're the apple to my pie
Didn't even exist without you

You're my apple pie.
My smoke to high.
I know I love you right.
Till the day I die.

when everything became a routine

There's a lot to say. There's a lot to dream. But I only waiting here alone. Wishing you'll start giving your damn attentions for me. Times that passing by pull things away from us. I wonder whether you realize this. I myself, dragging to the ocean of sensitivity where I couldn't be less cares by you for even a half day. I prone to feel a slight ignorance from you than any of your caring acts. Yes. I'd highlight the ignorance more than the caress. Was I ungrateful? Probably the answer is yes. Could it be more wrong? I'm just a woman who needs caress and attentions from the one I want more than anything. Don't you understand? I am much more liking you staring at me and notice to mention the difference I did before we meet rather than finish up our date as a routine and going back feels missing you again. And then, "Tertido" was the best excuses can be made for not answering the phone or reply any text messages. I hate it when you never reply my text. The fact that you hardly returns my call, it hurt so much. Why do I kept feeling this way? Why do I have press all these in my head? I should just make myself free. But I cant. You owned me. Thats just the reasons you keeping this game with me. Fun isn't? Funnier maybe. I bet you never had all these cross your mind.