Just when I thought
I had stopped missing you,
I closed my eyes to sleep,
and I caught us danced
under the moonlight
and sand beneath our feet.
Dear the brightest star,
on April 10th, 2019
When I ask you about your first love. I am silently wishing that you’re going to say your own name.
So that I know, every choice that you make is based upon your conscience. So if one day you ask me to be on your side, I know that it will be your final decision.
So before that, please embrace yourself. Be alone, eat alone, and take yourself on dates. Only then you could learn about yourself in a deeper level. Only then you could hear the whisper of your heart.
Ketakutan mu itu PALSU!
Hanya delusi. Ahhh…
“It’s better to cry than to be angry;
because anger hurts others, while tears flow silently through the soul and cleanse the heart.”
This masterpiece was exhibited on artjog 2014. Entitled “It’s better to cry than to be angry” by Agus Novianto, this art corner captured my attention in seconds.
How she smiles at me,
that’s how I find peace within my soul.
It sounds ridiculous, and it’s always the
way it happened. The only way my mind
cannot agree with my heart.
Her smile is irresistible to me.
Just like a drug, so beautiful, so fantastic.
In the other side, it is also so dangerous,
so wild, and yet addictive. And every time
I see it, I cannot refrain to keep staring on it.
I know I should have stopped all the things
before it’s gone too far. But I just can’t.
Her existence is like drinking salt water
>while thirst devouring my tongue.
I perhaps feel a little bit better at the
beginning, a little bit less thirsty for awhile.
But it wouldn’t be so long before my tongue
agonizing more pain of thirst.
It repeated every time we met.
My brain rebels while my heart enjoys the flow.
And there are illogical things happened in between.
Rahmalianto, 31 May 2016