A Short Story of A Boy: Chapter 1

The weather was pleasant, a soft breeze and the sun shone lightly. He bought himself a cup of coffee and sat down as he observed people pacing back and forth. A group has taken over a spot at the very left corner and were chattering loudly. Occasional burst of laughter escaped from the corner and he wondered what the buzz was all about. He strained his ear to listen but only managed to catch a few words and bothered no more.

He took a sip of his coffee before it got cold and lit a cigarette. He gazed blankly into his surroundings, enjoying the occasional breeze blowing softly against his skin. Moments later, a couple of guys in unusual attires were nearing him and then quite unexpectedly, something else caught his attention that he immediately gained his posture.

A petite lady wearing a black top with tight jeans, walking pass him with her soft hair bouncing in effect of the breeze as she took each step. She had earphones plugged in and pacing rather quickly. It was the first time he ever laid his eyes on her but he knew she isn't any ordinary lady, leaving quite a lasting impression.

For You

I hope this song brings a smile to your face,
Lighten your day,
Sway you to sleep,
And most of all,
Joy in your heart. :)

Would I?

Would things change?

Would I still hear you laugh to my jokes?

Would I still be able to lift you the way I did?

Would I still be like no other in your heart?

Would I still be the one whom you share secrets with?

Would I still be the one whom you would love to tell everything to first?

Would I still be able to see the smile and excitement on your face when we meet?

Would I be missed?

Would I be replaced?

God Help Me

I want to run away.

I want to go somewhere new.

I want start over where nobody knows me and I know no one.

I want to leave the past behind.

Forever Scarred

I remember now how it feels; crushed, despair, pain and my heart stabbed.

Time did not heal. Time prolonged and deepened my pain.

Every time I was brought down, a slice of my heart was taken away.

Now I am saving what is left of me; a small portion of sanity.

I am hurt, bruised and wounded.

I do not trust anyone with my heart now.