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Sunday, July 8, 2012

Rain Fall




What happened in the past stay in the past! My Mom wouldn’t like you because your tattoo and you aren’t my Mom’s type but I liked you.
We drove until the night came. I hugged you and you kissed me in my forehead. It was rain and you stood outside dancing and screamed my name. I laughed and saw you from my room’s window. My Mom came out and she was angry.
There was such Saturday night and you invite me to some place that you loved about.  It was cold and your arms around me. We walked and talked you looked into my eyes and gave me a kiss in my forehead, slowly.
You called me but it was too late at night and my Mom would wake up if she knew that we were in the phone. You called me, honey and I was blushing all that time. You said that you loved me and also I did too.
I am standing outside in the rain and waited you, remember that, flashback to the night when we sat down in the park, something that I thought never happened was just happen, you said that you loved me, would never leave me alone and I said I loved you too.  

Saturday, July 7, 2012

A Grafity Maker


You were in the same class with me. You like drawing, everybody knows. You were known as the gravity’s designer. You’re cool. I wasn’t a beauty girl and I wasn’t the one popular in that school. I was who I am, just ordinary.
Every single day, the English teacher was mad at me. I never brought my dictionary and he would order me to do some suck things like standing in front of class. He asked me everything that I didn’t know, so you were helping me as a guardian angel. You gave me your dictionary but said nothing after that.
I adore you! The other day, you gave me your draw. I called it, “My mysterious man” and I wrote a poem and you were yelling at me. You said that it was no good. But I saw you were blushing all the time.
You looked at me and I was surprising you. I was enchanted whenever you saw me like that. I was wishing we had time to spend together ride your bicycle but we didn’t. I liked your footsteps and your hands in your pockets.  You were yelling at me in the morning but I liked it. I liked the way you walk, you talk and you say my name. It’s flawless, perfect.
I am wishing we would meet someday, in another day and I said that I adored you more than anything. I would kiss you in the rain. You hugged me so I could feel your smell. We would lie down in the ground and you put your arms around me.
I know the day would come out and you were here, by my side.



Thursday, July 5, 2012

Story Behind A Doll


You were always around but I knew your reasons because we were friend. Your father could accompany you to the school but you chose to go to school with me by bus. But sometimes you left me alone in the morning.
Once upon a time, you gave me a book. You said, “It’s our diary. Whatever you fell, you can write on it.” And we did. I told about my love to him and you gave me a comment. I enjoyed time with you.
Until it was starting at 14th February when I was with him, you would celebrate a Valentine day with me. You asked me, “What do you like for Valentine’s gift?” and I answered “A doll”
We were fool. You came to my house, standing outside but you didn’t knock my door. And I don’t know why you did that. Why? You were mad at me in another morning and also I didn’t know why. Why? You know I didn’t wait you in the outside my house because that night was cold, I was foolish and I am sorry about that.


Three years later, I was in another town so far away from you. We started to work it out again. I made my heart was empty. Nobody was here and you were in. I was in love with you but I didn’t know what you felt.
In September’s night I asked to you, “What’s our relationship would be called?” You said nothing. I asked again, “What’s your feeling about me?” and again you said nothing. I am mad at you.
Then you surprised me, you said, “I am in love with you. How about you?” you begged me to be your gals but I said no because we had a long distance and I couldn’t do this. I wouldn’t believe about love with a guy that I never met before. Yeah, we’re friend but it was a years ago and everybody changes.
We didn’t talk each other and I felt missing you. It was my apologies. I said to you that I loved you, I missed you and I wanted to be yours. But it was too late.
You are in relationship with a girl that I don’t know who. Now I am standing alone and waiting you for other days that we will make our first page story.

Wednesday, July 4, 2012

Just Friend


We were five, playing outside, climbing the trees, sitting in the cradle, eating confetti, and many things we did when we were young. I remember when you kissed me because you imitated what you saw on the movie. That was funny whenever I thought and then smile.
We were 12 when we weren’t going to spend time together. You with your new world and I did too. You played guitar and I learned to write story. You learned drum and I drew. You played piano and I climbed the mountain. I love adventure and you do it too.
I had boyfriend and you used to find a girlfriend. I never talked to you again until we are 16. I sent you a text. I said, “Hi, how are you?” and you said, “I just fine. How’s about your school?” then we were talking about everything we had and what passed away.
We love football and we have the same favorite football club. You tell me a jokes and I’m flirting you just for fun. We got our childhood time again. We’re definitely different now but we always love each other like we used to be.
Tomorrow I wanna wake up and meet up with you, friend


Tuesday, July 3, 2012

What Is A Reason?


You came with your thousand mistakes. Your first mistake is made me loving you, your second mistake is made our friendship ended, and the last is you made another heart broke to pieces.
But you promised to finish those mistakes and I believed. You’d give priority to me rather than anything and I mesmerized on it. Thank you so much.
Every night I was just wishing you were at my door and I would say it on the phone to you. Then you drove in the middle of night to my house, knocking my door and I’d open up. You made me most crazy and took away my pain, I finally forgot him. The day left and I felt in love. You did whatever a girls want the guys to do, spoiled me.  
You kissed me in the under night’s sky, full of stars and it was first time. You kissed me everywhere, your room, under the trees, in the park, my room, morning and night. Again and again you made me crazier because of it. You give me happiness and I wish it grown up in my whole heart.
Did you remember when we sat down in the park and saw everybody spends their time, walking, running, exercise and picnicked? We talk about our future, huh?
You knew I do not like the beach more than mountain’s coolness. I knew you do not like waiting but for me you did. We knew we love basketball and the other sports.
But why did we break up? Why are you leaving me alone? You forget me and everything we had. I never imagined we’d end like this.

Monday, July 2, 2012

August Come




I saw you from the balcony every Saturday morning.  You sat under the paper flowers. You looked busy doing your arts but you were so cool wearing white shirt then you run your fingers through your hair. You’re smart and gentle, flawless.
You have a little brother, his name’s Stephen. He is handsome like you are. You are two years older than me. You like football and play-station.
Every lunch, you queue up in front of me to get some foods. Just close enough to touch. I walked to the library just to see you during your class. I never forgot we first met in the staircase. You lent your novel to me. You weren’t much talking but that silence made my love grown really fast.
Whenever I looked into your eyes, I felt peaceful. I was safe and I loved that feelings.
Did you remember what happened in the middle of August? We walked under an umbrella and you said, “It will be always flawless between us. I would never leave you and I will be making you laugh as long as I can”
Until another August come out, second years that we were together. I would move to another town and you just said, “I couldn’t keep this love.” You didn’t want me to stay. You didn’t want me to laugh together with you. You didn’t want kiss me in the pouring rain or ride bicycle every morning and evening.
You were afraid to distance and some long-distance-relationship. You said that it didn’t work out. I love you by now and wishing you would come back to me again.