Thursday, December 9

Love Lost

LOVE LOST -- The Temper Trap --



I like this song. Whenever I feel something lost, I assure myself that maybe I'll find something better.
if the love is true, it'd be constantly follow me. and if the love is true, there's no time to regret what I've done in the past. and, if the love is true, it always has its way back to me.

stellar ♥

Malam Terakhir

malam ini,
akan ku susuri liku ceritamu,
akan ku kenang sedikit saja segala problema di dalammu,
segala coreng moreng hari kemarin, hingga hari dimana aku tutup rapat semuanya.

malam ini,
biarkan ku repih sementara
dogma di dalam cekung romantika,
serta selubung neraka.

malam ini,
izinkan ku kecup setiap jengkal indahmu,
serta cacatmu!
setiap sudut yang akan buatku rindu
dan kuhisap keringnya debu-debu.

malam ini,
dingin menusuk memang
panas hati tak bisa dihindari
sungguh berat melepasmu, kawan
karena kesendirian pernah menjadi milik kita,
diantara tangis dan tawa
hanya kita saja.

jika ternyata abstrak itu bukan kamu,
detik ini,
aku akan tersungkur haru di pelukmu.
akan kuciumi parasmu,
refleksi kaku diriku.

malam ini,
kawan,
'kan kubiarkan kau mendekapku
'kan kurasakan kembali hangat itu,
'kan kurekam jauh jauh jauh didalam batinku.

selamat tinggal, kawanku.
jika kau masih mengingat tetesan darahku,
jika kau masih mengingat setiap peluhku,
jika kau masih mengingat seberapa banyak airmataku,
jika kau masih mengingat sekuat apa aku bangkit bersamamu.

maka, ingatlah aku. teman setiamu.

Yang terkasih: Kamar No.8 Kosan Panorama 7. selamat tinggal kawan, rasa cintaku takkan pernah usang, walau kau hanya sebentuk kamar 4x4m ..

this blog post was taken from my facebook note: http://www.facebook.com/note.php?note_id=448556778932

Vignette

hello. 
click me. 
smiles. 
lot of smiles. 
story. 
lesson. 

adore you? 
phone calls. 
many phone calls. 
curiosity. 

adore me? 
first encounter. 
second encounter. 
love you. 
miss you. 
wrong. 

second chance?  
vapid.
twitch. 
immobile. 
passive. 
taradiddle. 

pseudo-happiness.


good bye?

Contemplation: Some Old-Sayings

"I'm learning all about my life, by looking through her eyes .."
Through Her Eyes, Dream Theater

Gently, my mom hug me. I was crying all day, and she said, "Forget him. Move forward and all you have to do is to get up. You have life, and don't ever look back." What she said to me was when I being 'cured'. Almost half a year I've been so chained inside so-called love (or maybe that's point of view of sick people like me). I saw she cried, too. She never been so in pain, I thought.

Weeks after that, I still acted like an insane girl, obsessed by someone that already left me. I still cried all day and night, I still moved backwards. I still tried finding him in my past, I still tried comforting myself with what he did. Everything seemed so beautiful, positively pretty. Till I found myself dying, in pain, (Okay, I'm letting you to judge me that I am so excessive) and I still didn't get what I wanted..