Jar of Roses.

He came to my house tonight.
For the very first time, we'd talked bout our relationship properly.
and I cried a lot in front of him.
Don't know why but seems like I'm not strong enough to bear this feeling.

He arrived at my home at 12.05 am. It was a heavy traffic jammed from Kelantan.
and we talked at my guest area. and my parents were 50 metre from us.
I guess my parents listen to our voice then we talked.
and surely they listen to me when I cried.

But who cares.
This maybe the last time we meet each other.
I bet he'll meet someone else when I'm at Jengka after this.
but he said that he'll try to change for me.
he can't stand to see how much i'd hurt cause of him.

I guess I don't care about that anymore.
All I want is to be on calm and peacefully when I'm at Jengka.
So I don't really care about how he'll act after this.

Before we say goodbye to each other,
I'd gave him the jar of roses which I made from the roses he gave me for our anniversary.
Hopefully he'll take care of that glass jar because it has been almost a year i took care of it.

So finally,we said goodbye.
and yes,we're shake our hands for the very last time.
with those tears rolling down my cheek.

And now I feel better.