And it all begins...

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Hi I'm Farah Afiqah. It does not really matter how you choose to pronounce it. I'm 19.
Speak, think and live easy. Indecisive and gullible but I don't need anyone to make choices for me. What really matters is what I do with what I have. At times, I love to hear things that makes no sense at all. Its stress-free. Treat me right and I'll learn how to clique with you.
This is my blog, my say. Everything I express here, is purely from the bottom of my heart. Have fun reading! xoxo

Saturday, December 1, 2012

Nasri ♥

At times, I feel that I miss you then I feel remorseful for breaking us apart but then again, I know that even if I tried so hard to gain back the feelings I previously had for you...it just wouldn't be the same and I don't want to be lying and neither do I want to torture you with my lies. I just want you to know that somehow, in one way or another...you have created a huge impact in my life. The changes that took place through the ups and downs we faced together will never ever be forgotten.

Many might mistaken me for leaving you because you're in camp most of the time but they don't know my story neither are they in my shoes. I would urge you to not believe them but you have choices and its totally up to you to believe who. I wouldn't want to force you to change your perception of me and it has never been because of another party interfering. Please do not think otherwise, I beg.

Forgive me for all the times I've been rude, neglected you and not putting enough effort to make us work. I swear I did try but I got exhausted trying to fight these feelings that do not define me as who I am. It has been a long run and trust me when I say that I appreciate everything going on between us for these three years. Thank you Nasri, for all that you've done. Making me more happier than anyone else can possibly feel. You used to be a part of me but I just feel that we drifted, somehow. Forgive me for disappointing you and making you feel so insecure. I should have been truthful in the first place to avoid us drowning in this whirlpool of confusion that we are facing.

Let's just let time tell.

Take good care of yourself Nasri, I'm letting you go with a willing heart

and I hope you will comprehend what I'm trying to convey here.

I still want the best for you in everything you do and I yearn to see you smile.

I will never forget you. Be happy baby xx

"kalau ada jodoh, kita bertemu lagi. Insya'allah"