I’m happy to talked to you this morning…
Can I make you portable?
So I can carry you anywhere I go
Takes time to heal,
When you hurt so much….
Bring me back to you
It is dark and lonely in here
I miss you
I like you
I care for you
I want to see you
I want to talk to you
But I’m afraid
I’m afraid that I you know, you will dissapear and gone…
And then later on I find out you already with someone else…
I hate being all possesive but Can you please stay with me??…
I fear Love
I fear everytime I like someone
Because love is something that I can not hold on to, it is not something concrete,
It could vanish and fade away in a blink of an eye….
Is there time for me?
Is there room inside your life for me?
I love when the butterflies go crazy in my stomach everytime I see you.
I love when your mouth tastes in mine. I want to make the time freeze everytime you hug me or kiss me, so I can make you stay next to me…
I am not depressed
I can still smile at pretty things
I can still laugh when jokes are funny,
even when they aren’t funny, I still laugh anyway :D
I still can talk to people
Enjoy nice hot and sunny days
When I go inside,
When I am alone,
There is something broken,
And I fall into darkness and sadness,
I look in the mirror,
I don’t ilke what I see
Sad face and teary eyes.
When night comes,
And I’m trying to sleep,
It scares me,
I miss something that doesn’t exist.
I am not depressed.
No I am not!
I have just been sad for a while
I can still smile :)
After 10 years since pap passed away
I finally have the courage to visit this place
A place where pap and me used to have a date
I dont see any mayor changes, still the same ibu ibu yang cerewet and loud as a cashier, same table and seats, but when I came it was a bit crowded probably because it is Eid holiday, and before that I have to wait around 40 minutes until they open again due to run out of ice cream
Anyway, I’m glad that I finally have the courage to return to this place :)
I just want to sit with you
And talk all night
I hate to ask you the same question all the time
Meet me halfway…
It is you that I always think of before I go to bed
It is your name that I always whisper in my prayers
I have my own battles everyday from the moment I wake up until I close my eyes,
You could’ve at least be nice and not too quick to judge
If you ever felt love
You’ll know how painful it is to suffer for love
Does love = pain and pleasure at the same time?
Pain is what i’m feeling everytime I love someone
Is that mean I love the wrong person?
Should I choose not to Love in order not to feel Pain and suffer?