i don't understand..
word about love not in my head again..
Cinta itu datang dan pergi tanpa kita ketahui.. seperti hal nya Jelangkung :
"Mereka datang tak dijemput, dan pergi tanpa diantar"..
entah kenapa semua jadi terasa hilang, tak seperti dulu menggebu-gebu seperti layaknya singkong. Nggak mudah menulis tentang cinta di dalam sebuah blog... gue mungkin bukan seperti Melly Guslaw yang pandai merangkai kata menjadi sebuah kalimat yang indah dan enak di dengar (sebuah kalimat "I Just Wanna Saya I Love You" aj menjadi sesuatu yang sangat indah dan enak tuk didengar). Berbeda dengan gue, gue ngentut dan nguap aja terasa fales. apalagi gw mengungkapkannya...
sometimes, i don't understand...
when love come to me, everthing will be B-E-A utifull... everthing come important.. and everthing what i wrote in sms or wall post in facebook become important and flawless... and evertime thinking about she..
To you,
With hatred.
I hate falling in love. I hate to feel happy to meet again with you, smiling shyly. I hate excited waiting for you online. And when you come, I would lie on his stomach, pillow under her chin, and thought, smiling, and trying to find funny sentences that you, on the other side, can laugh. Because, they said, an easy way to make people like you is to make him laugh. I hope it's true.
I hate SMS surprised to see you popping in my inbox and I hate what I have to take so long to respond, delete them, thinking it word for word. I hate when he fell in love, all the details that I say, tell, send, write to you becomes important, as if to without disabilities, or I could be losing you. I hate to be in a position like that. But, I can not bargain, eh?
I hate having to translate the signals you that. Is the question that you just provocation or common questions that I was wrong to interpret with confidence.
I hate when I sound logic and warned, "Hey! This is just a physical attraction alone, in the end you'll know, you two do not have anything in common, "must be countered by the liver that says," Do not mind your logic. "
I hate to be looking for small errors is within you. Errors that are desperate search of forced me because I hate to know that you could be perfect, you could be flawless, and I could really fall in love with you.
I hate to fall in love, especially to you. By God, I hate to fall in love with you. Because, in the sense of this passionate; behind all sense of missed, fear, awkwardness, who wrestled in and popped it slowly ...
I was afraid to be alone.
now I have not burned again by love, I seemed to lose direction, are not eager to pursue him as before ...
Best Regards,
Nuril Umam
http://nurilumam.com
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