Him

I've been listening to Jessica Simpson's - I Belong To Me for like the 50th time tonight. Cheesy, YES I know. But somehow this song makes me realise that whatever other people think about me is not important. As long as the person that you love is there to support you. Whatever other people think. Dosen't matter to me. Why should I need somebody else to tell me something to make me feel good about myself?

I did'nt really have a tiring day today. But i just cant seem to think straight. I came back home from class at 3pm and as soon as i got home. My head landed on my pillow. I fell asleep instantly. And I was woken up at 7pm by the sound of the azan. So, I struggled to get myself out of bed. I got up, sat at the end of my bed and wondered. What is there that I have to live for here. I keep on repeating the same old monotony every single day. The feeling of absence inside me just feels so overwhelming. The thing is, I miss him. I really do. 7 months without having to see him. To hold his hand. And to just sit with him seeing him laugh. It just cracks my heart. Day by day, I long to sense the feeling that I use to know so well.

Muhammad Syazriq Bin. Ghazali, I miss you so much babe .