Prologue: I am Firdauz, was once a lover.
18 Apr
Prologue:
I am Firdauz.
My life is a tragicomedy, a dangerous brew of turmoil and violent conflict. Each laughter causes another tear. Each love, comes with a rejection.
Before i picked up this weapon, i was a lover. 8 years with a mixed punjabi-malay girl. Before i entered this combat zone, i was happier. And then one year with a girl whom i thought was a soul mate.
They say, life is a struggle. Being single, i have fought and lost to many battles. Heavens don’t shower me with love no more. Not like it used to, it’s always lacking real affections. Of course, there were sex and masturbation, expectations and frustrations, but this heart has too many scars.
I am Firdauz, was once a lover.
My coffee used to be sweeter, creamed with a lovers smile, we used to protect each other. To write rainbows and to dive naked, unafraid into the coldest sea.
I am Firdauz, was once a lover.
This blog is my digital canvas. I’ll put colors with my fingers.
I thought I saw you at kelana jaya station with this new hairstyle. Apparently I was standing behind you, haha.
i will never forgive you to have not said “hi” to me.
sombong nak mati!
how r u anyway?
=)