sometime I feel I am being overly emotional.

i over think some things.

I am overly sensitive.

but here's the truth.

it hurts the same.

because I am insignificant.
because my thoughts doesn't really matter.
no one really cares.
no one really listens or pays attention.

maybe it's me.
maybe I should stop trying to fit in.
because if something is right, it wouldn't feel so hard.
it should feel right.

Ramadhan and you.

Selamat Menyambut Ramadhan.:)

I truly do love Ramdhan. The wake up calls for sahurs, sahurs, the sound of Azan during berbuka, kurmas and mama's cooking, the call for terawikh, and how safe I feel during the month. It is a month full of goodness. and it is a month that bring us family closer together. I like how we unite at the dining table. I wish pa was with us every day. I wish Ina and the kids were not staying so far away.But that is what life is. You can never really have everything.

I realize sometimes, I do not think of pa as much as I did before. And it makes me sad knowing this sometimes. How can I forget so easily, someone who had been a huge part of my life. I try to recall pieces of your memories but sometimes I can't remember.

I'm sorry pa. I don't mean to forget. But sometimes It helps thinking you went on a long journey. That way, I will miss you, but life, will still be endurable.