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~A Letter to Mr.~

Dear Mr.,

It’s completely fun and sursprise how you’re introduced into my life, how I get to know exactly who you’re even before we meet in person, how I stop challenging myself and stop stepping into any relationship but ‘you,’ how people keep saying how good you are and how good you gotta treat me in the future, how my life could reach its maximize being with you, how I choose no longer dating anyone else but ‘you,’ how I’ve currently been so passive in love coz I know you soon will come to me….

(To be continued due to a busy schedule lately lol)

Dear Mr.,

Now I know you’re White, your height is around 1.75 meters, and your hair is a little curly (not sure about ur hair color) 😀


Dear Mr.,

I do know that if M not gotta flight to see you or you flight to see me here. Let’s fade decide.

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«A Cup of Love Confession»

«A Cup of Love Confession»


“This is the 99th coffee I’ve made for you.
From the second cup on, I’ve given extra care to the coffee I make for you. I have been paying you special attention. Just you didn’t realize it.

I was a new hand at making coffee. Your encouragement helped boost my self-confidence. From then on, I put my heart to making good coffee for you whenever you came. But you were always busy and didn’t have time for a chat with me. Still, It seems through the coffee.

I could share your busy days, alleviate your tiredness, and feel your happiness or unhappiness. You’d start the day or revise your studies with a cup of #HotCoffeeMint. You’d have mocha after work and when having a chat with your friends.

I don’t know if it’s your habit or it has become mine. Sometimes I really can’t tell. Your favorite coffee is now become mine too. I also read your favorite book while sipping your favorite coffee.

I’ve made every cup of coffee for you with special care. But you were mostly drinking in hurry. You’d just gulp it down without appreciating the patterns. But it’s alright.

The coffee allowed me to share your workload and happy moments with friends. I felt like I’d become your friend.

We started out through a wrong order, but I often imagine we may have a happy ending. It’s just an imagination. It won’t come true so easily. So I gave myself a deadline. That’s when I made you the 99th coffee. I told myself, when I made you the 99th cup of coffee, if I failed to declare my feelings, I’d give up.

I’m not asking for any specific response. I just wanted to express my feelings. I am used to doing whatever I want, for I may not have the time later and I will regret it.” ~ Triumph in the Skies II


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~Broken Pieces Inside~

Probably I’ve always been trying to be strong, TOO strong to realize my weakness and broken pieces inside.
Sometimes, I wish I could easily drop down my tear to release all my stress and inconvenience that I have secretly held that long, that too long….

Sometimes, I can’t even feel myself or I don’t feel M belong to myself at all…

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~Painted Heart~

Unable to see through your wandering spirit,

Unfathomable, the color of your pupils

A passing wind, a waking dream

Like life, love remains undefined

Your heart, what confuses it so?

The outline of your body, disappears into the night

I watch the cherry blossoms, waiting to see their blooms

I watch you, embracing me, your eyes lonelier than the moonlight

And I let you seek happiness in someone else’s arms

Loving you, untouchable like a heartbeat

Painting you, I cannot paints your skeleton

Remembering your expression, my reason to persist in waiting for you

You are mine, a song that I will never finish singing