Love is risk
Against all odds,
I will still want you
Love is time
Every time I look at you
I'd still choose you
Every distance that separates us both two
I'd still wait, patiently for you
Love,
I am scared of the uncertainty.
You don't ever know because
If it's meant to be it will be.


If one day my soul leaves my body,
would your heart be shattered and wounded
as you grieve for me?
We don't have the power to decide our fate
if you love me please
please do not grieve too long
for the soul may only heal with the remembrance of Him
I may not know till when I shall live
but as long as He wills
I will stay and love you still

I am allowed to break.
do not tell me that I can't break in one second because of a person.
because if the person is someone you give your heart to and someone you're risking your heart to then
I am allowed to break. to shatter. to mourn.
but dear tell me
That breaking helps.
if breaking is the only way for me to be close to God then by all means I am fine with the pain in dunya hits me like this
it damages the bad side in you
breaking my heart into pieces
and to be formed into a new piece
into a new self
to be broken is a blessing in disguise.
you just have to find those blessings despite your damaged heart
sometimes when the dark side of life hits you
that's when you can see those stars light up the sky
and when you're drowning
that's when you can actually breathe inhaling the truth and exhaling the pain.
so hey. don't tell me not to break
teach me instead how to live with a damaged heart

Maybe it's the way the national flag flies so high
Despite the country's imperfections
Maybe it's the way we're united
Not separated, despite the difference in cultures,
Believes, traditions, languages

Maybe it's the way you see an Indian eating with chopsticks,
The way you see a Malay in a saree,
The way you see a Chinese making ketupat's for Hari Raya.

Maybe it's the unity you see,
Maybe it's the goosebumps you feel when you say Merdeka,
Maybe despite the hate you have towards history,
Deep down, you know how grateful you are to be Malaysian.

Maybe it's the way you walk into a mamak,
And say
" tauke tapau roti canai 1 milo ais 99 "
And maybe,
It lies in diversity,
Beyond everything else.

*Malaysia, tanah tumpahnya darahku.

I hope you'll know
that my love for God
takes me home to you.
good night my dear.