Kuantan - Day 3
3 hours ago
Assalammualaikum..
#7seriesofwriting 1: Love [click here]
She was looking at a girl...
Not so skinny, but enough to be every girl's goal...
With crystal clear skin, with round eyes and plump lips...
"How can I deny her beauty..?"
She reflected her own body...
It's not even close to any body goals..
It's a huge potato with a face of the moon's surface..
Not even close to any crystal...
"And all you could do is to dream, self...!"
"Sometimes, the world is so unfair, don't you think..?"
A skinny girl..
Ate so much but remains skinny...
She went to the shop and could get almost everything for herself..
Social media..?
"You're hot, will you be my girl?" - guys
A big size girl..
Struggled on a diet but nothing much changed..
She went to the shop and could barely fits into anything...
Social media..?
"I'm sorry, I had things to do.. Contact you later..? *and soon banished from sight*" - guys
"How I wish there's only one size in this world..!"
"You really think it's the solution to this..?"
"What..? Look at me..! And look at her..! Why can't I be like her..?!"
"Take a deep breath and free out your thoughts.."
She breaths in deeply..
"Done...? Now, look at her back.."
"You guys might be different in the eyes but please pull up your mind straight and look at her with your heart..!"
She looked at the beautiful girl again and noticed a change..
The girl was smiling at her and reached out her hands..
"Where have you been? I was waiting for you, friend.."
written by;
-Flavnesz @ Chapters_ 2.17 a.m.-
Assalammualaikum...
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| credits: Nhienan |
"We will be together, till the end of this journey.."
It was a promise that was meant to be broken...
It was believable,
at least for that particular moment..
But nobody could predict the future..
Who knew we would end up like this..?
"Pull out yourself and hang onto this..!"
Well, she tried...
Oh, she thought she could...
But how could her...
When nobody puts out a hand..?
"How could we help when you don't even ask..?"
How could she signal them when she could barely breath on her own..?
It was the thoughts...
It was a battle of inner strength..
The unbearable screams..
Yelling for her to release everything...
Just how could her...?
Yelling for her to release everything...
Just how could her...?
So, slowly...
She dropped out herself..
She was defeated on her own...
She might be crying inside..
But it was her choice..
To be alone...
To be on her own...
She's just too tired of holding on...
But deep inside..
She's all lonely...
6/8/2018:10.35 p.m.
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