What did I miss, really?
Miss = rindu
Checking on the oldies pix, looking at the ‘young’ me, the ‘i-know-nothing-bout-real-life’ me,
Sometimes I smiled, most of the time I did-not-smile,
Sometimes I nodded, most of the time I did-not-nod
yet, I miss something..
Do I miss the friends who I used to be with?
Do I miss the ‘jahiliyah’ moments?
Izyan, tepuk dada tanya iman