friday night

It feels like another ordinary day. Wake up, going to work and coming home from work. Looks 'ordinary'...but, who will know what lies deep inside this heart.

Already 2 days passed from a very stupid attempt to...yea...you know...what you will do when too depress? (left this blank for you to guess).. Keep on telling myself life still goes on. No matter what will happen in the next stage, I should be strong enough to face it like a wild grass spirit. Yea....a spirit which long lost in me. Friend told me, being strong is one things...being depress is another story. When you are too depress, too heartbreaking over something, being strong couldn't help much. We have to be brave enough to fight these feelings.

Again..I don't know where is him now. Probably wouldn't be coming home early like any others Friday. Perhaps he is meeting her up. Why should I be care uh? Yea..if I don't let myself thinking about it, emotionally, I could handle it better. Sometimes, just telling myself, if I really likes someone of course I will would like to see him, wait for his call and even die for the sms sound alert in the handphone. This is what appearing in his life now.

...I do miss him now. But, he wouldn't care. His eyes, his heart only have her... Where is him now? Is he happy? Making jokes around?..Laughing away his headache work days?

Since I'm in Singapore, he never spend a Friday night with me. In which, Friday is the night for hanging out. You can see your own colleagues will leave office on time; you will notice, MRT will pretty pack with people heading towards happening area during the off-work time. And I don't know...will it be one day, he will spend his Friday night for me?...

I miss you...