Its the way she talks bluntly and concern secretly makes confusion between those two her most unique trait I know I never find in anyone after her.
The way she refusing to accept my hugs and kisses because she just hates people touching her yet I never stopped and she never shouted me for it prove theres something more.
Perhaps is when she told me she builds a wall with everyone she's befriended with and find peace from it to avoid unnecessary pain, I'm convince there is something more about her. Her delicate and fragile and kind heart who I figured I just need to stick a little longer. A little closer so I can be someone worthy of her.
No, she doesn't stop there. Her radiance and brightness shines even at her most bad days and still managed to smile. The way she makes everyone feel comfortable and closed enough to talk with her.
I know there is something more about her. Happy Birthday Farhana, God knows I've been praying for the wellbeing of your life and hereafter. Thank you for sticking and tolerating my shits.
I love you.
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