Sunday, May 6, 2018

Eventually he finds his way back.

It was hard to describe it really. But for so long it felt like I was missing. I would wake up turning after another dream where we met. I would lay there for a while thinking about everything I did wrong.

The shirt you gave me went untouched in the closet but never to be thrown away. My favorite diaries about us dusted on the shelf. And the picture that aged with time began to fade just as we had over the years.

There were still foods that made me think of you because you were the one to make me try.

Your name stopped being mentioned in conversation. People stopped wondered about where you were or what you were doing. Everyone except me. And every birthday I would question texting and calling but I was afraid to discover you hadn’t missed me at all.

I still thought about you and I felt empty when those thoughts took up too much time. But the truth was you took a piece of me with you when you left.
What you did not know was I still prayed for you, I ask if you would come back.

One year and I still looked at my reflection seeing you there. Seeing parts of me that you made into the person I was because of the love you gave me, the things you taught me and the person you meant to me. The truth was I was myself and someone I was becoming proud to be but the truth was so much of who I became was because of you.

When someone is in your heart, he is never truly gone. He can come back to you, even at unlikely times. :)))

And, one day it happened. Your name was appeared on my phone like I had always wanted to be. Caught somewhere between excitement, fear, and disbelief I knew you were back. Small talk turned into plans. Which turned into me doing fewer double takes in the mirror before I am seeing you in the morning. A million questions ran through my mind but for some reason, the answers did not matter. The only thing that mattered was we were back.

And at bukit tabur, I looked around crowded people then I looked at you. I felt whole for the first time in while like something in my life was not missing anymore. And you grabbed my hand and pulled me in because finally, I had gotten the only thing I continued to wish for, for a year and my heart to be whole again.

Because you were more than just someone I had loved back then you taught me that love does not fade with the passing of time. You taught me love is strong enough to overcome time, and heartbreak. You gave me something to believe in, a blind faith I wondered existed. But somehow despite the doubt and the questions I never gave up. While many could not understand and there were moments I could not either I never stopped believing you would find your way back to me.

I look at you now and people say I am happier. The truth is I am the happiest best version of myself when you’re standing beside me.

願你,永遠都不缺,從頭再來的勇氣.

X.

Wednesday, May 2, 2018

最后的约定

两年前
模糊的时光札记里
你的身影似是一个不解之谜
我们不知道已经有一个之于彼此重要的人
出现在 苍白的人生里
小小的我们拉着小小的手 围成了一个小小的 只有我们的世界

一年前
以不爱我的理由离开
我站在城下 寻找你的身影
你的身影在我泪水的视线里模糊
放不下 也不想放下
离不开 更不想离开

一年后
跌跌撞撞在岁月的尘埃里 我们始终一起
注定重逢的离别 最终只剩下最初的两个我们
我们之于彼此 没有距离
而此时此刻
何其有幸 在时光的洪流中 没有错过你

Tuesday, August 1, 2017

也许 他永远不会知道


看到有关爸爸的字眼,鼻子特别的酸。

我很小的时候,爸爸妈妈都去上班,不在身边。我住在阿嬷家。
直到我长大。我的童年其实挺单调的,并没发生很多有趣的事,所以这件事我至今仍记得。

或许你已经忘了,可我从来都没有忘记过。

那年我八岁,上了小学。开学第一个月,学校开始征收杂费、电脑费等等。班上同学都缴了,唯独两位学生还没交(我是其中之一)。老师问我为什么不交,我却低下了头。我撒谎说,我忘了。“…… 如果明天再不带钱,罚你站在门外上课。

第二天早上,我依然没有带钱去上课。凑巧另一位同学(我隔壁的男同学)带了。所以,他是真的忘了。印象中那同学的家境特别不错;比方他拥有48stabilo彩色笔、三层式笔盒、轮式的书包等。

趁他跑出去玩,我偷偷地拿了他放在书包里的钱。回想起来,不知道自己当时哪来的勇气去干这件事情,只能说我太笨、太傻、太天真!囧囧 
细节就不说了,重点是我被发现偷窃(这点我真的服了,因为那家长在钱上做了个记号orz!)所以老师当然就要见家长了。

连续几天,我被罚站在课室的门外。一直都不敢去上课,所以每天都会在想很多的借口去逃避。可是一次都没成功!(涙)因为我爸爸是比较传统(严格),不管我用什么方法,他还是要我去上课。在等校车时,都一把鼻涕一把眼泪地哭着。邻居阿姨觉得不妥,她以为我在学校被欺负。在我上了校车后,她通知了一声我爸爸要他去学校看看发生了什么事。

那天,我爸爸在老师面前道了个歉,然后把钱还给了那位同学。

那年八岁,觉得时间特别漫长、特别难熬。(因为我被安排到课室角落的位置)

印象最深的是,我爸爸第一次在我面前流泪。那是记忆中我第一次撒谎,也是我短暂童年里最低落的一天。回到家,我一声不吭地回到了自己的房间,在枕头上趴着,流了很多泪。谁也不知道。

之后的那几年,我更努力。我开始用心地学习。只要能上台领奖,爸爸脸上才会露出一点点笑容。所以我不断地告诉自己要比别人更努力,要比别人多一份坚持,这样才不会让爸爸的失望。我想去祢补那屁孩在他心里的那块污点。

渐渐的,我从一位普通学生被选为组长、班长、巡查员、副团长etc…
注明:我特别感激当时的班主任-伍老师,她彻底的改变了那个屁孩,成就了今天的我。


其实我的日子 也还可以呢
除了回忆肆虐 的某些时刻
庆幸还有眼泪 冲淡苦涩
也许你还记得 也许你都忘了
也不是那么 重要了
只期待 后来的你 能快乐
那就是 后来的我 最想的


十九岁那年,我收拾了行李去了新加坡工作。
二十岁那年,我收拾了两个大箱子,要去吉兰丹念大学了。出门前,爸爸把背包交到我手上,说:到了以后,别太委屈自己了。喜欢就留下,想家了就回来。你爸爸没什么本事,但还是可以养活你的。

我什么也说不出,只是朝他挥了挥手,便消失在他视线中了。一路上自己一个人从家里到机场,到吉兰丹再到大学。

直到我到了住的地方,直到我躺在一张完全陌生的床上时,眼泪才又一次落下。
十几岁的孩子,第一次独自出远门就来到一个鸟不生蛋的地方。怕是肯定有的。可更多的还是想家吧。离开了爸爸的庇护,才知道这么多年他为我付出的一切,我早已习以为常了。

大学这四年,半夜醒来啃书本,累了就抱头痛哭,起来再继续努力。(泣)(苦笑)还好我是幸运的,没遇到什么大风大浪,也没有retake and repeat;就这样,系统显示statusLLulus)我顺利毕业了。
I wish if I made you the proudest dad. :D:D

可惜,对于爸爸这个角色,他没有提前练习的机会。他不是一个完美的爸爸,完美的爸爸永远不会软弱,永远不会逃避,永远不会在孩子最需要他时,让孩子失望。

可世上哪有完美的人呢?谁不是伤痕累累呢?可日子还是要过下去啊。擦干了泪,我们还是得把苦痛藏在心里,互相搀扶着,一步步往前走啊。

爸爸老了。我爸最让我感动的事,不是在门口对我说了那些话。而是让我意识到,自己最亲最能依靠的人,也仅仅是人罢了。他们也有他们的软弱,有他们的委屈,有他们的身不由已,言不由衷。

那一天,是我离家后第一次打视频电话回家,看到你在电话那头流泪,我心里好难受。强忍着泪水流下,不想让你担心。就在盖了电话后,我眼泪又开始流了下来。

我也许不能像他一样,日日夜夜的陪在他身边孝顺他。但是我想,如果我能成为一个更好的自己,那何不是让他开心呢?

Sunday, July 16, 2017

Okays? Ok.

My new chapter begins now. &. Mmmmm it’s my third week.
I didn’t know if I could come this far, where I was on my own in a foreign place without knowing how to speak in their language. :(((( 
I know right, I was just way to lazy to pick up the language before I come.
To be honest, everything was just too thunderous. I made my decision just a week before I actually fly out. 

The first week, I got so much to settle down.
First thing first, find a place as my shelter. But mostly, the owner will requested for a sum of deposit. Collecting deposit is not required by law, but landlord knows it should be. The deposit help financially protect them if tenant causes damage to building or fails to pay rental. Then, the owner was requesting for utilities, electricity, water and etccc. Everything sums up and the amount wasn’t cheap. 

I don’t even have a proper bed (I can hardly afford to pay for a bed after paying my landlord), so I decided to sleep with my sleeping bag till I get body aches haha! 囧囧

Still remember, the next thing I did was to go market. With the amount I left, I got myself a dozen of drinking water with ₩3300 (RM13). I so kiasi (scare to die), no money also die-die also must get clean water to drink, can’t survive without water. 

I texted my family to tell them that I was safe, not to let the elderly to be worry. But deep down I was so tired, helpless, insecure! (´ρ`) I cried, uncontrollably for countless nights. 

Anyway, there’s always something pros and cons. I always believe something better is coming.

So on the 3rd day itself, I secured with a new job. I started to go to work, come back and sleep. The life repeated in the past two weeks without fail. But the stress never getting any lesser. When I stressed out, I ate a lot especially during the nighttime. 说好的减肥计划呢?

But thankful I met kind people. They helped me, gave me confidence, and MOST IMPORTANTLY THEY NEVER SCOLD ME! Sibeh scare when working under a pressure environment. 

So instead of focusing my attention on the negative, I’d rather just focus on the positive.

Let’s go further, dive deeper into the world, be happier. (:(:(:

Love you girl; (: *hugs*

Wednesday, May 11, 2016

迷路

我又一次 迷路了!
陌生的城市 熟悉的街道上

犹记那一年 买了运动装 睡前都调好闹钟
第二天 真的有起床啦!
 一步一个脚印的 踏在那个小镇
眼看越跑越远  远到 最终 我迷失了方向!
(啊!糟糕!!)

好不容易 找到了出口 回到了家
忍不住发声大哭 吵醒了正在熟睡的TA
我并没有因此获得安慰 反而还被责备了一顿!

在那之后 我再也没有去晨运了!(懒人的烂借口!哈哈哈!)
或许 害怕迷路 还是害怕被责骂?
不过 好像在那次以后 我再也没有机会自己出门了

印象中 一个星期后 我们也因为屋企的协议不和谐
之后也搬迁到 一个离上班地点 较偏远的房子

那段时间 TA也辞职了
虽然不能在一起上班 
可是每当午饭时间TA一定会特地跑来陪我一起吃顿午饭、下班的时候陪我一起搭地铁
要不然 在我上了地铁后 发条短信告诉TA 
阿尼纳 TA就会在巴士站等我 一起搭巴士 再步行回家

回到家 TA负责热牛奶 我去洗澡
然后 窝在沙发上 聊天 煲剧
直到 累了 就各自回房 休息

所以 就是在那'小迷路记'后 
我不曾 自己一个人 出入
这算啥 因祸得福呗?

虽然这已经过去了 但是偶然想起 嘴角还是微微上扬 !
:DDDDDDDDDDD

很多事情 没有刻意去寻找 也不会刻意去忘记
也因为 那是曾经最美好的回忆 
所以 不必去假装 不必去计较

其实 都没关系!

世界很粗糙 岁月不温柔
我们曾是两个淋透了雨的人
我们都没有伞 慌慌张张的 躲进了同一个屋檐
碰巧发现彼此有同样的目的地 于是鼓起勇气并肩一起 散步淋雨
那一路多开心 因为舍不得再见 所以宁愿人间的风雨别停 天也别晴 !

那是  … …

说不清
但就是谁都替代不了 !


Monday, May 9, 2016

妈妈


妈妈 是一头“小母牛”
让我吸收营养 茁壮成长 的伟人

妈妈 是一架“感应机”
所有开心 快乐 伤心 或悲伤 都能感受

妈妈 是一个“小叮当"
每当我遇到困难 会替我解决问题

妈妈 是一位“裁判”
把所有东西 公平的分不给亲兄弟姐妹
(儿时的我 偶尔会起哄 因为想要的更多 反而被毒打 哈哈哈!)

当日子一天一滴 慢慢的 流走
才发现 时间已经不多
回头看看 才发现 妈妈头上 的一丝丝白发
然而 假装没看见 !

不知道 该如何 去面对你
也不知道 该如何 去原谅你

最近 发生的 种种事情
让我开始反感  开始真恨 开始埋怨
为什么 在这个时候让我去承受一切

没有把心情说开 因为抱有一丝希望
希望 你会回头
希望 你能改变
然而 奇迹并没有出现过
反而 我开始意识 即将面临的问题更多 更大 更复杂


奇迹 会再次出现吗 ?



Friday, April 29, 2016

忍耐,不一定是美德

是不是有些时候 ,
你无声的在忍耐着某个人 ,
而事实上 ,
我们的沉默反而误解了那位无辜的人 ,
让他根本不知道哪里得罪了你 ? (OS:躺着也中枪!)
你心里因为这件事而不舒服 ,
他的名誉也因而受损 。

那 为什么你却不说出口呢?


生活中 也是如此 。


求学时期亦然 ,
你的个性 虽然喜欢帮助人 ,
但是 因为别人 不了解你助人的限度 ,
做出你认为在你极限以外的要求 。
虽然 你默默做了 ,
还在朋友面前对他表示不屑 ,
背地里却感到自己好委屈 。


忍 ; 不一定是美德 !
除非 你能释怀 , 忍了就忘掉。
可是 却又有都少人能做到呢 ?

有些时候 ,
我们不愿意 向别人表达自己的看法 ,
却在无意间 ,
我们以成见 伤害了彼此的关系 。


因为 忍耐人的时候 ,
脸色注定 很...很很 难看 !(除非你会变脸术或是表情隐藏术很好 ,哈哈!)

话说 :“不知者无罪” ,
往往你的忍耐 ,
只会造成他人受伤 。


所以 有话不妨直说 !