I was wrote about a soulmate in the first month I made this blog.Up to now, I still don't know wether my soulmate really exist or not, cause my soulmate just haven't come up infront of my nose. So one day, my friends tried to be my match maker by putting me into a blind date with this mature man. unfortunately, it was canceled because his mother was passed away (poor him).
A strange sudden feeling embark into my soul, I just can't let him go from my mind. There's the time I do really want to pray to God just wishing all the best for him. Actually his "shadow" always on my mind and seems provoke me to start to pray to God again (It's been a long time since I stop or better to say "really rarely" pray to God 5 times a day--I'm a Moslem). The "patetic" moment was when I feel comfortable praying just to feel that through my prayer, I can "speak" also to this mature man.
Since that moment, I start to falling in love with this man, a man that I never speak to, a man that I never met. Is this feeling just a fake feeling? I don't know....
Just try to enjoy my feeling, I love this man, a man that I haven't met. I love him just because he able to "haunted" my soul and my mind and "lead" me to be a better person.
I put my hands into my heart,
praying that someday I can meet him,
and hoping that this feeling is a true one,
hoping that finnaly I found ......my soulmate......
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Alone
Alone is boredom
Alone is boring
ALone is unlikely sad
At times it is alone good?
Or more likely needed?
At times you really need to be alone?
Or actually you really need someone?
We'll never understand
Why being people need to be alone
They themselves don't understand it
The answer is simple
We don't need to be alone
We just need someone
Someone who understand us
~nichocolate
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