Stop fingering my soul

Just because you think you can

There's no fucking way it can be set right. As complex as we live our lives, we do not know how hard it is for the other person. Because we do not want to know. What we know is what's on our end, it sucks. Thus the word betrayal. No fucking way we can know what really happened. There are no reruns in life. A second-hand story, can never explain it all.

I love you
And everything that we have

Every dust particle
in our bank accounts

Every fly
in our food

and

Every ache
in our hearts.

Which one is it, happiness or satisfaction?

Terutamanya yang bisu
Paling buat aku keliru
Bila kau pula hilang
Digantikan dengan rindu
Cari pun tak guna
Sebab deep down kita tahu
Kehilangan kau itu
Sesuatu yang perlu.

Where ever you are
you are still too far.

I remember someone asking me, maybe five years ago, "What would you do if you meet someone who is exactly like you?" Without giving it a long thought my answer was, "I'd kill her." At that time I was crazy with the notions of taking over the world, I was selfish and unsympathetic. I don't need another me to share the world with. No way. I want it all to myself. And if that person was exactly like me, she would kill me too. Without hesitations.

That was five years ago.

Today I am faced with the same question. What would I do if I meet someone who is exactly like me. I would run, yes, far away. I don't kill people anymore. Five years was a long time and I have grown soft. I care, am sympathetic and am empathetic. Those traits still collide with the my older traits though. The more reason that I should run away quick.

It's not hard to figure out.

dA + dA = disaster