Nikka Abby

I can’t sleep.

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Everything’s so quiet and calm at midnight.

I close my eyes. I can hear almost everything.

The humming of the fan.
The falling waterdrops outside our window.
The ticking of the clock.

Still, I can’t seem to relax.
Millions of ideas keep running in my head.
Each one of…



Changing my point of view

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I’m changing.
I feel like I’m changing.
I don’t know exactly what but I feel it.

Is it my hair?
Is it my eyes?
Or maybe it’s the way I talk?

I’m not the same person I was before.
Is this a good thing? I…



A fairytale-like love story.

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He was once the perfect guy.

The guy who wrote poems and songs just for her.

The guy who knew how to make her smile with his “oh-so-pretty” words.

The guy who she first held hands with while watching the sunset.

The guy who loved it…



Solitude and silence

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You’ve become so used to your “Home”

That flowers now bloom in it.

That’s okay,

There’s nothing wrong with being comfortable in your own bubble

Everyone needs to crawl back when the world gets too harsh outside.



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You make me smile.

[Coffee makes me happy, too]

I can stay up all night and not get sleepy when I talk to you.

[Just like when I drink my favorite cup of coffee]

You bring out my happy, energetic, fangirl side.

[Guess what, coffee gets me hyped, too]




Nikka Abby

Nikka Abby

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