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Only almost here

Tuesday, October 21, 2008, 6:49 AM
"My heart is afraid that it will have to suffer," the boy told the alchemist one night as they looked up at the moonless sky. 
"Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams, because every second of the search is a second's encounter with God and with eternity."

-The Alchemist, Paulo Coelho

I`m at Starbucks near Wheelock right now.
Its not as peaceful as the one situated at Jalan Jamal. 
But somehow, it inspires me to write again.
Call me crazy, but that is how inspiration works. 
We can only do things when we`re truly inspired.
Otherwise, whatever that is written is equivalent to crap. 

Today was definitely more enjoyable than yesterday.
I`ve decided already. 

You don`t have to pretend.
I can see through your acts. 
If I have to use every freaking fibre in my body just to forget you, I will. 
Cause we know we could never be. 
And I`m tired of waiting for you to come around. 

Dhaify xx


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