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Thursday, November 15, 2007

I ♥ Squadron 3:37 PM

Here's my personal fear. A fear that I don't wish and prays hard it won't happen.

Everytime I finish my prayers, I'll ask pray to God for many but few things. One of it: Give me a proper husband, whose love for me does grow except for worst. Who'll stay faithful, soleh, responsible and the one who understands me inside out. I know I'm very unpredictable. Just the way that I dress.

For many stories about marriage I've heard. I think I've heard of the worst that could happen. Having to see your husband live with his ex wife when you're 4 months pregnant. Forcing you to accept his ex-wife as the second wife. Worst still, when nobody's there to support you, not even your mother. Your first pregnancy, your first marriage. And your husband's nothing but a stone. Doesn't seek for your love back, doesn't bother much but you.

There's lotsa stories in every failed relationship. I have mine too. For which I've buried with memories that I have with whom it may concern. Yet to burn the picture together along with the unfinished bass. And sell that bass he got for me.

For with the guy I'm deeply hearts, I'm really glad for what you have done for me since we were just friends. 32 just don't occur in my mind.

But then again, I've learnt something in love. Not how to love a person, how to please a person. But to let the person go if ever he finds someone else, even if it's with his own ex. If he finds that he's happier with the new person. Then I'll let go. Don't trap a person and make that person life like living hell.

Eventho there were promises made by him. Remember: Siapalah ku ini.