when the heart speaks....

i am not as strong as i look, and the heart is trying her very best to be stronger
while i cant deny being envious with what i heard, i am trying hard to be a good listener...

my heart speaks more than i do.... together with the broad imagination i have....
smiling to every conversation that comes from the heart, saddens with the possibilities she brings up, and all these are safely kept within myself.

well, it was a zero lunch meet last week, and it improved this week by a day. and our lunch this time was accompanied by a third party. alhamdulillah.
there was a new icon this week; the icon of a rose which i received it several time over a day's chat. and the day after. but today was none. it is alright to forget the rose icon, but i hope i will not be forgotten over the years....

if only you know how much you mean to me....
if only you know how much i need you dearly....
if only you know how much i long for your touch...
if only you know how i wanna be in your hug....
if only you know how hard i try to deny my love towards you for a reason....
if only you know how much i miss you terribly when weekend comes....
if only you know how i tried to hold back my tears and covers it with a smile....
if only you know how i think of you every seconds im awake....
if only you know............