Rainy Couple's
Kezia Galau
'I know I always lose
I am a girl anyway
The position of women has always been so
Always losing in the eyes of men
I even lost to my own sister
Nun's far there, though,
you how are you?
Don't you know,--
These eyelids feel sore
This cheek is wet
I want to smile
but it feels so hard
While I let the tears wash over my face,
'I remember the past
Our beginning is
Which I remember, though,
you are always next to me
wipe away my tears
tirelessly injecting spirit,
it makes me like a strong tree
the hot summer sun too
it rained hard though
you always protected me
makes me feel safe
Do you know?
I am preparing my heart
if only fate had said something else
but can I say goodbye?
Dilan can't say that to Milea
Dilan loved Milea so much
Milea is the same
At first I was so
The affection I have
it seems deeper than you feel
Tonight I was so upset
My mood is falling apart
The eyes are blurred
(Dilan and Milea from the novel "Dilan 1990" written by Pidi Baiq)
The affection I have
at first it was light
this love does not feel so heavy
I feel like the world isn't on either side of us
Keep going, I'm afraid
But I was hurt even more
'to say goodbye
All the memories about you
sometimes they hurt this heart
Seasonal change
The leaves fall off
The wind comes
I will never forget either
Memories of you are always neatly stored in my brain memory
If I could, though,
baby I can't afford it,
to turn your back
it feels heavy to me
all I can do
walk like nothing
Said people,
love is always like that
must be willing to sacrifice
let our neighbor mock us bucin
but how far should we sacrifice?
we should sacrifice
if one of them is selfish?
Sometimes I think who is selfish
me or you?
'tuk you nun far away there
I'm doing just fine
Come back quickly for me!
"Kezia!" thalia who sounds pretty loud.
Kezia awoke from his daydream. One of his fingers accidentally sliced through a knife. He complained of pain. Spontaneous, as was his habit as a child, he sucked an injured finger. Salty, because it is the taste of blood, although the word carnation is much more appropriate.
"Well, why is it creeped out? That slobber of you!" thalia grumbled directly to Kezia's injured finger. "Pake hansaplast, dong, Kezia. Like a child, that's a diisep. Bentar, Brother takein. And, don't you keep chopping her up. Brother doesn't want his fried rice to taste blood."
"Yes, Brother." Kezia nodded.
It did not take long, especially the P3K box is not far from the kitchen, Thalia carrying plaster. Slowly Thalia smeared the blood with a drop-two drops of alcohol. Kezia tried to endure the pain (which is not like the problems of love that he was experiencing). After that, Thalia directly covered Kezia's wound with plaster.
"...This love sometimes has no logic..." Suddenly his second sister gave a song from Agnes Monica. Thalia's eyes were so cynical to Kezia.
"Yes, I know. You must have been hurt by thinking about that guy. Realize, Zia, you're getting good for her. Stay that guy. You see for yourself, told to come at seven, eh even late by two hours. It's not her responsibility, it's."
