the end of ez

assalamualaikum and morning guys :)
     being insomnia is really bad. but actually ngade-ngade taknak tido pon. hehs.
the whole night memekak dengan ajim playing PES; we were like, "@#$% lah gile!" "passing betol2 la %#$@!" since we played as a team. and my playlist on the speaker was with the max volume.
the bass really speed up the heartbeat and never stop us from head banging. macam orang gila! cool speaker.
haha. after istighfar kejap, then had mi sedap and pancung surya for sahur. #rokokhabis

     ehem. what's up with the headline? ez. yes its one of my alias that my friends used to call me.
being "ez" is hard yet complicated. besides doesn't have meaning instead of e-z ( pronounce as 'easy' in urban konon style ), i think its become mayhem to my personality. pasai apa ? #tirugayaanwarhadi. 




1st
i had the second most terrible love story in my 19-year-old life with that name. ez. my-ex used to date my 5-years-best friend. ouch! really hurts dude. um. yes..its reallyreallyreallyreallyreally hurts.. and of course there is no more fume,grudge,vengeance,spite or what so ever lah. kelakar pon ada gak sebenarnya. gua ilek je. haha. chill :)


2nd
this is about my only foster sister. i love her so much since i'm the eldest in my siblings. she used to hear my problems and being a very kind sister to me. although she is quite "kecik" in height ( seriously. looks don't even match her 22 years old and i always menganjing her "budak kecik" ), she is very strong inside. the first met was at the bus stop alamanda when i flew the night before spm. #releasetension. until..the conflict befall. my sister did veryvery mad with me i guess. i'm sorry kak..again. ez.


3rd
2 years as friend. lost contact for a while. tracking back. alhamdulillah,in contact again. sometimes quarrel. everything was fine. fell down again. climbing up and fall down again deep in the echos. sometimes feeling like a moron and totally inane. but sometimes feeling like it is ok. totally not right. again. ez.

so, officially me is erasing the suwey 'ez' name from my life. farewell ez. jaga diri elok-elok ea..:'( hehs.tetibe.

even though i know what i'm looking for,

she's got a brick wall behind her door,

i'd travel time and confess to her,

but i'm afraid she'd shoot the messenger.

surrender every word, every thought every sound,

surrender every touch, every smile every frown,

surrender all the pain we've endured until now,

surrender all the hope that i lost u have found,

surrender urself to me.

i think i found a flower i a field of weeds,

searching until my hands bleed,

this flower don't belong to me,

why can't she belong to me..

.....peace ^^