Ketika bibirmu tak dapat ungkapkan rasa,
Maka biarkan jemari tanganmu yang mewakilinya.
Dalam aksara bisu mudah terselip pusara lara,
Daripada menanggung duka terlalu lama lebih baik menyatulah bersama suka.
Maaf.
Beribu maaf.
Kami hanya mampu meny...
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[Sat, June 26th 2016. 2:19 p.m]
Thinking 'bout what could have been and it's hard so much, And I'm so tired of being so damn sad. You pretending like nothing--I can't explain more.
I'm whispered some quotes "Ego is a hell of drug." If you think that I'm broken--No. You wrong. I am not broken; Really. I'm just a little more explosive.
First time for me to realize this; You blaming me. After everything which happen between us, After what we felt to each other; or what I felt to you?
Again.
It's really hard, to accept this, but I did. It's really hard, to forget everything, but I did.
Something I'm not sure I can do is; pretend like everything's better now.
Not an anger; Only a fear.
Fear of never be good enough for everything; a feel what have been gone a minute after I trust you. But it come again; you just made me realize I'll never be too good for something.
