12 October 2013

The first time we met,  we saw each other right in the eyes many times.
what did i think?
"Maybe he likes me" "or does he think that i am annoying?"
I saw you because you catches my eyes.
I didn't know why i kept staring at you.
Is it what you called love?

we kept seeing each other many times.
I wonder why does he saw me in that way..
keep wondering "does he like me?"

We went uphill of a mountain.
I thought he would help me a lot..
but he helped my friend a lot.....
they walked while holding hands and he took care of her

After we went back, you chat with her, asked her line, but not mine.
right at the moment my friend told me this, I realise my feeling to him is already late...

12 October 2013

Tik... Tik....
The sound of the rain breaks the silence.
The thunder comes and goes unknownly.
The sky grumbled like an old man,
and the warned me before all of them happens.

It's similar with my life...
Before I falling in love, I know that it will hurt.
But I cannot prevent it not to happen..
I was ready for it, thought that it will be fine.
Until it happens now.
I was replaced with someone else.
He loves someone else.
And i can't describe it with words.
It breaks my heart, always make me cry when i thought about it.
Why did he do that?
Yes. She is prettier than me. Yes. I know I am ugly.
Yes. I am not perfect. Yes. I have flaws.

This broken heart? is torturing me.

6 October 2013

Love is something we can't explained.

My heart beats faster when someone I love is next to me

I always want to protect and take care of him

I always worry about him

My life become like a roller coaster

I feel easily angry when he is with the other girls

I feel easily happy when he spends his time with me

I feel easily disappointed when he breaks his promises

My life won't be complete without him

My day just won't be right without him

My feelings will be empty

And there is no fun without him.

When there is event, 

and he gave me roses, chocolates 

or even something simple like letter, 

it's like the best day ever.

Cause that's what girls think romantic.

Back hug or natural kinship will make our relationship perfect

He touches my hand and hold it 

He keeps it warm with his hand

But not too far cause we, girls, won't like it that way.

Every time he greets me, I smile

Every time he jokes around, I laugh

Every time he hold my hand, I am shy

Every time he needs someone, I am there for him

That's what I called "love"