Dear March,
Either you were meant to be harsh on me or not, I'm still grateful that you came. You did me good despite all the workloads and the sudden pile up of responsibilities. I may questioned it at first, asking silly, unnecessary questions, but that would always be me. I talk to myself - too much, I guess. But instead,I learn in answering back better than just giving in that easily -- well,as far I'm concern, I'm satisfied with the answers. Hee.
Thank you for making me realised that too much of great things can actually make me sick. I know I was slacking, being complacent and taking things for granted these couple of months. Some incidents did knocked some senses in my head, which can be easily be an excuse to burst into tears. Fortunately my eye bud just don't see eye to eye with the heart.
Tidak,tidak. Along bukan putus kasih, putus kawan, nauzubillah. March is a wake up call for me on everything, on life. But no matter what, I was never in whatever this is -- alone. Ever. And praise God for that!
Home is always there, with widespread arms. True friends stayed trough till the end,laughing at jokes that others won't understand. Yes, I am lucky, truly am. If only they all knew how I fought with time just for them. But hey, anything that is worth fighting is worth the fight, right? :')
Anyways, yes dear March, thank you. As Nayaa tweeted the other day -- Count your blessings, before questioning others of what they don't have.
I'm sorry that I called you Harsh March, but it just sound catchy that way, don't you think so?
Deep down, you are somehow my smash(ing) harsh march :')
I'd faced you, and I shall face you and the others with a smile (in this case - laugh), rain or shine.Till I see you again, March.
God willing.
Yours truly,
The bunny-toothed lady :')
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