Finding responsible words
How truthful is my silence?
- Sumbal Sabah

seen from United States
seen from Yemen

seen from United States
seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States

seen from United States
seen from United States

seen from France
seen from Maldives

seen from Türkiye

seen from United States
seen from China
seen from United States
seen from France

seen from United Kingdom

seen from Türkiye

seen from United States
seen from United States
Finding responsible words
How truthful is my silence?
- Sumbal Sabah
Here Without You..
Always been here.. Always waiting.. Always anticipating.. Sometimes I just wish that my heart would just give up. But it just won't. Still want to fight for the things that don't have an assurance. Why can't just it let go when it's been hurt. But instead of letting go, it just hold on. It keeps on waiting. And it becomes stronger. But for some it becomes numb. Like a walking ice, heart becomes so cold from holding so much pain. Been in the darkness for so long that the heart can't bear it no more. Why can't the heart just listen to what the mind is saying? Then things would have been different right? We will never know the truth. We will never be able to accept things. Because the heart has always have that special eye that our eyes will never have. Have that understanding that our brain can't just compete. And have that endless patience and understanding for every thing that life will give us...
Ohh Boy
I have had this feeling where I think you like me but then again I think to myself "yeah right" I don't feel like I am special enough to deserve that. every time I think of you I feel like nothing else matters I give you my undivided attention and all I want to focus on is you. I get butterflies in my stomach and a rush of adrenaline that I don't even know how to speak properly. I honestly think I'm behaving as if were in middle school again but I'm too scared to know your reaction to what I feel. I am a timid girl and unsure of how this will turn out.
Kalau sayang itu jangan berlebihan nanti takutnya jadi benci berlebihan juga, sayangnya di kadar yang pas aja.
At least I know what love is. Like clouds love the sky, ocean loves sand, winter loves snow, snow loves breeze, it's all connected. It's called unconditional love. It's in our heart. ~ Niki Yan