Thursday, May 1, 2014

Her.

Everything I do
reminds me of her

We used to have conversations
that ran deep
like the rivers
after each seasonal monsoon

Now
there's almost no words to be spoken
no thoughts to come across
with every attempt
at every corner
only an awkward smile
and silence
greets me

Baby journal #5

Aisyah first time cirit birit. Hari ni berak 2 kali. Semalam berak 3 kali. Berak pon cair jee. Warna kuning mustard. Slalunya sekarang berak...