FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS FOCUS.
Don't think too much. Let it flow.
Stop being paranoid. Start being optimistic. OKAY?
ENJOY.
*sigh
Duduk sorang macam nieh lah. Haish.
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I've given you the ground that, for years, I planted my feet safely on.
I've let you in into this little place of mine within these walls.
No one has ever entered this place for so long.
I've given you my fragile problematic heart and mind and everything.
'Love is handing someone a gun and letting it point to your head, believing he won't pull the trigger' - Spongebob Squarepants.
I've handed you THE gun.
I need you to assure me that you won't pull that trigger.
I need you to make me believe that you won't leave.
People leave. And I've had enough of that.
You make me happy. And sane.
You make me feel like there's nothing else more important than this.
Like things couldn't get any better than this.
I'm just me. I'm no shockingly mesmerizing-ly divinely beautiful.
No. Me.
You're the ground, the grip, the heart.
If you leave, what is left?
You do the math.