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15+ Dari awal gue udah benci liat lo. Tapi hati emang gak bisa bohong kalau dari awal gue juga udah jatuh hati sama lo. Gue pikir dunia itu lucu waktu gue sadar ternyata gue sayang sama lo, tapi semakin hari gue pun sadar, kalau dunia gak selucu itu. Gue sadar bahwa gue serius sayang sama lo. Bukan sebagai orang yang mau lindungin gue dari pacar-pacar gue yang bakal nyakitin gue, tapi sebagai laki-laki yang jadi cinta pada pandangan pertama gue. "Gue gak suka bercanda, jadi gue terima lamaran lo." - Disyah. *** Hai, gue Disyah. Kalau kalian berminat baca cerita hidup gue dan si Mas, terima kasih yang banyak. Kalau kalian pikir ceritanya sangat drama, maafkan karena gue juga cuma mengikuti alur takdir gue. Gak bisa gue rubah cuma karena permintaan kalian. Kalau bisa pun, bakal gue lakuin dari dulu. Percayalah, kadang cerita di dunia nyata adalah drama yang sesungguhnya. Gue pamit. Ini lah kisah gue bersama si Mas gue yang lagi molor sekarang. Semoga Author gak merubah apa pun dari cerita gue cuma untuk bumbu cerita. Assalamu alaikum. Dari gue dan Mas sayangg. [UPLOAD SETIAP MINGGU]

It's good to reminisce sometimes. Going back to the past special moments helps one refresh the love ♥️ one has with another. It brings back the joy, the excitement, the longing and strengthens the commitment and resolve to grow old together until one's time is up in this 🌍 world.

Some loves don't make sense. They just take over. I met him in Australia, where everything felt bigger, louder, more alive. So did he. We loved each other the way you love something you know might destroy you - completely, recklessly, without an exit plan. Then we fell apart. The distance between us wasn't just oceans and time zones. It was silence, wounds, and the kind of longing that doesn't go away no matter how hard you try to outrun it. But some stories refuse to end. You were my Australia is a memoir about intense, romantic, and toxic love - about losing yourself in someone, surviving the separation, and finding your way back to each other. It ends where it was always meant to: with a yes. A real one. A forever one.