Sunday, April 27, 2008
one day, i thought i was at home; so eager to say goodmorning to my mother or give my niece Danisha a kiss. but when i went out from my room, i was in Perth.
one day, i thought Arifin was here, passing by, smelled his perfume; so excited, wanted to shout his name. but then, it was just some other guy who wore the same perfume
one day, i thought i was alright, so focused. then, i heard songs that brought so many memories. i became motionless and lost focus
one day, i thought i was doing the right thing, it turned out, it was a wrong turn
one day, i thought i could call my girls, and meet them up in exactly 15minutes. then, i realised we were oceans apart.
one day, i thought someone will be waiting for me to come home. someone is waiting, it is just that i am not 'home'.
one day, i thought i could pull my self together. then i shattered back to pieces.
one day, i thought i could say anything i want. turned out, bad act.
... one day, just hope it is just one day...
Dariah; 6:36 PM
