I think this is the second time i blogged about Adam Muhd Nor Adam B. Muhd Nor Tahar..Gone Too Soon . I dont know why all the sudden i have a glimpsed memory of me and him which happen afew years back. Before him, i had 2 boyfriend. Or should i called a 'fling'. Muhamman Nor Adam b. Muhamman Nor Tahar. A guy from a rich family which at first i sees him as a spoil brat.The thing which he has passion for is money and girls. Tons of girls. His the type of guy which any father would advice his daughter to stay away as far as you can. Which i did at first. But in the end, it didnt happen.
Me and Adam are two completely different people.Despite his attitude, rudeness,playboy image and immaturity, i have to admit that his very charming and handsome. To be born with such great looks and from a rich family i would say he is a dream for any girls. But not for me....One fine day i didnt know what happen between us we start became really close.I started to realized that his a change man. I did asked him what make him change. He said his not the type of person who loves changes. He love consistency but if changes is for the better, it's fine by him.So from despising each other, we fall in love.. The kind of love which i didn't expect from a guy like him. Not at all. From being a playboy, he change into a man. A real man. He start working for his father and became a better son for his parents and a brother for his siblings.
I always asked myself whats so special about me which make him fall in love with me to begin with. Many of our mutual sees the changes in him and they somehow thank me for it.Especially his younger brother. Its was like a fairy tale. Nothing really matters for us back then. Despite he was 7 years older than me. Regardless i was just a teenager when i was with him but he always said that i have an old soul. Whatever that means.He said for the first time in his life, he felt a pure, genuine love from a girl who didn't expect an expensive handbags, or jewelry in return.
Many of his previous 'girlfriends' thought that i put an hoaxed on him so that he would fall madly in love with me and the fact is they're just jealous. How could a hot, rich, good looking guy would fell in love with a girl with no style,tastes and looks. Trust me, they look 10 times better than i am that time.
One find day, he told me his leaving to Oxford to pursued his studies for few years. I was crushed. I didn't expect that we would be separated. For few years? How am i supposed to survived?How are we supposed to survived?Letting him go was very hard for me. Adapting to the idea of not having him beside me is tough.But i have to let him go.Since then, we rely on internet and late nite phone calls and we did survived.
21st October 2006. I still remember that day. The day when he left for good.. Ive always wondered what will happenif his still alive.. We would be sitting at the front porch having tea while watching about children playing, going on vacations around the world. But hen it didnt happen.
Many of our frends think that im the one who make him changed but to be honest his the one who changed me.We changed each other. We grew up together i would say. I miss his stupid joke, his stupid facial reaction when i call him 'atok'.
Its been around 6 years it happen, i still do miss him.
What If,
What if you would live
What if we could live
What if we....
What if...
Me and Adam are two completely different people.Despite his attitude, rudeness,playboy image and immaturity, i have to admit that his very charming and handsome. To be born with such great looks and from a rich family i would say he is a dream for any girls. But not for me....One fine day i didnt know what happen between us we start became really close.I started to realized that his a change man. I did asked him what make him change. He said his not the type of person who loves changes. He love consistency but if changes is for the better, it's fine by him.So from despising each other, we fall in love.. The kind of love which i didn't expect from a guy like him. Not at all. From being a playboy, he change into a man. A real man. He start working for his father and became a better son for his parents and a brother for his siblings.
I always asked myself whats so special about me which make him fall in love with me to begin with. Many of our mutual sees the changes in him and they somehow thank me for it.Especially his younger brother. Its was like a fairy tale. Nothing really matters for us back then. Despite he was 7 years older than me. Regardless i was just a teenager when i was with him but he always said that i have an old soul. Whatever that means.He said for the first time in his life, he felt a pure, genuine love from a girl who didn't expect an expensive handbags, or jewelry in return.
Many of his previous 'girlfriends' thought that i put an hoaxed on him so that he would fall madly in love with me and the fact is they're just jealous. How could a hot, rich, good looking guy would fell in love with a girl with no style,tastes and looks. Trust me, they look 10 times better than i am that time.
One find day, he told me his leaving to Oxford to pursued his studies for few years. I was crushed. I didn't expect that we would be separated. For few years? How am i supposed to survived?How are we supposed to survived?Letting him go was very hard for me. Adapting to the idea of not having him beside me is tough.But i have to let him go.Since then, we rely on internet and late nite phone calls and we did survived.
21st October 2006. I still remember that day. The day when he left for good.. Ive always wondered what will happenif his still alive.. We would be sitting at the front porch having tea while watching about children playing, going on vacations around the world. But hen it didnt happen.
Many of our frends think that im the one who make him changed but to be honest his the one who changed me.We changed each other. We grew up together i would say. I miss his stupid joke, his stupid facial reaction when i call him 'atok'.
Its been around 6 years it happen, i still do miss him.
What If,
What if you would live
What if we could live
What if we....
What if...
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