HURTS

Yea,

Been HURT again.

This time is REAL HURT.

I don't know how to describe my own feelings now...

But in the deepest,

I understand how hurts it feel,

How to write the word of hurt with a shakily hand and tearful eyes...

My heart couldn't stop beating in speed...

My mind couldn't stop thinking about that...

My eyes couldn't stop from trickle down the tears...

It's hurt...

REAL HURT...

Last night saw 'somebody' comment in facebook which the webside i'd never miss each time i online.

It's really hurt me deeply and truly...

Their comment...

They didn't even think about my feelings

I almost cried in front of the computer screen and lay my head down to the keyboard.

My heart is broken...

You broke my heart...

I'd no more mood in that moment...

I'm lost...

And blank of mind in thought...

I couldn't my mind -

why he'll talking in this way?

Why he's doing such things?

It's not the person that i recognize...

Why are you talking that you're so ' high class '?

Why i'm so ' low class '?

Why you're answering her in straight way and without any turn or round?

I meant that you're hurting me in straight to my heart!!!

Why you're being so kind and friendly with her?

But in front of me just act like a stranger that don't recognize each other?!

Why you wanna scold me *f word?

Why you wanna xx when you xx?

Why you wanna to hurt me so deep?

Why obviously give me hint that you wanna to kill me?

I'm fed up to scold you...

Yet, i just don't understand why you do this to me.

'Cause the feel of hurt is too too too deep,

Till you wouldn't know it's deeper than the sea water or not...

i haven't cheer up in this moment.

I'm still lost in moment.

Eventually I BEEN HURT SO DEEP. :(

Nevertheless, i wanna to tell you,

Oh, please God, can you look yourself in the mirror?

You're just as ordinary as me!!!

You're don't have the layak to scold me in this way!!!

Think clearly tonight la!!!

Stupid!!! Hope you got a nightmare ar!!!!

The girl...

You hate me?

So why are you bersubahat dengannya?

You answer me!

Apparently you're just like that!

I thought that you're already changed, so that's why i be friend with you!

No matter what happened before between us, I JUST FORGIVE YOU, and WILLING TO GIVE YOU ANOTHER CHANCE to be friend again...

Apparently you haven't change...

You're just like that way you act.

You make me feel so dissapointed.

I felt sorry.

Last night really don't understand why he'll act like this.

Because of you,

I don't have the appetite to eat my dinner.

No more mood to read any america seventeen anymore.

Still scold my parents...

Felt so sorry to them.

I took a walk with my grandma last night, after dinner.

We walked. --- silently

In our thought, we knew.

We understand everyone got their fuzzy stuff in their mind.

I'm thinking about him, thinking about me...

What happened with the comment.

I guess...

I saw my shadow through the light shine down on me.

I remembered i studied about science since standard 4.

I still hardly remembered that stupid strict teacher taught me that ''the further the object from the light, the longer the shadow it would be.''

That's why i go further.

It's true.---''The further the object from the light sources, the longer the shadow you'll see.''

I clearly saw that my shadow is definitely from my body shape.

It's quite thin, but i feel better.

'Cause i'm slim ><>

The most importantly is not that i'm slim...

But the shadow of mine, --- is as sorrow as my sprite.

I'm tired with all this.

I almost get sick.

I almost cried when i saw my shadow is getting longer than longer.

But i know i must hold it on, 'cause i can't cry in front of my grandma.

It's really painful when you get hurt.

My glassed-heart had broken.

The pieces is showering the floor.

The fresh oxygenated blood is keep on flowing to the end.

It's almost became a long red river.

I drunk my fresh blood,

It's smell as aroma as red wine.

It's as fresh as the HL milk that i always prefer.

And i know the vampire is coming to me.

The thorns of roses or the pieces of glasses had prickled me deeply.

I'm just laying down there and keep on poked and prickled by the sharp edge of the glasses.

I get hurt.