It is tiring,
really frustrating,
remembering someone who didn't miss,
fighting for love that didn't exist,
wasting his time,
is it a crime?
to love someone,
to miss someone,
to get married with someone,
love is not possession,
love is an appreciation,
love is like a coin,
it has two point,
happiness
or sadness..
Sunday, 30 November 2014
Saturday, 29 November 2014
heart..
heart,
should be in the ward,
should be healed,
to heal the pain that he feel,
better be a heartless,
rather than live in sadness..
Just move on,
there are many thing going on,
instead waiting for the rain to stop,
just dance in the rain from being flop,
forget about the past,
and start a new path..
Thursday, 27 November 2014
Unbearable..
No one understand completely,
even they say they live in misery,
someone's life you will never know,
they act in life like it was a show..
they will never feel,
the hardness that we had to deal,
they can say anything,
let them say loud for nothing..
we shall go on,
like everything is smooth and sound..
just hide the sadness,
in the place called darkness,
so anyone couldn't see,
every pain you have feel..
except Him who shall hear,
the sadness will last no longer..
Sunday, 23 November 2014
pertemuan
Pertemuan yg terakhir..
Kutahu..
Ku tak layak untukmu,
Namun..
Aku mahu kau tahu,
Aku masih menyukaimu..
Aku tahu,
Aku tak layak untukmu,
Namun,
Aku ingin memberi
untukmu hadiah
Yg pertama dan yg terakhir..
Doakan semoga aku dapat lupakan dirimu..
Kutahu..
Ku tak layak untukmu,
Namun..
Aku mahu kau tahu,
Aku masih menyukaimu..
Aku tahu,
Aku tak layak untukmu,
Namun,
Aku ingin memberi
untukmu hadiah
Yg pertama dan yg terakhir..
Doakan semoga aku dapat lupakan dirimu..
Saturday, 22 November 2014
Hurt..
it is hard to breath in,
when thinking about you,
all I need is time,
to forget about you.
is it real?
or is it fake?
the feeling of being in love
it is hurt,
like a flower is being rotten,
day by day,
it will withered.
the cold appearence,
the sudden smile,
what is truth
in your heart
it is hurt
when it's appeared
every day
torturing man's heart
when thinking about you,
all I need is time,
to forget about you.
is it real?
or is it fake?
the feeling of being in love
it is hurt,
like a flower is being rotten,
day by day,
it will withered.
the cold appearence,
the sudden smile,
what is truth
in your heart
it is hurt
when it's appeared
every day
torturing man's heart
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