Return of Romantic Artists

Contrition

you won't know if you need it until he leaves you.

I'd like to see you just once. You know, maybe my mouth is disavowing but I actually2 miss you. And our conversation over the phone that time strengthened my race.

Ah. .. I'm right2 being a loser this time, in front of you I've never admitted my race. Maybe my ego is too high or you are never sensitive?? You should know from the frequent exchange of stories that are not important, just talking about our lives that never change. Or maybe you were fishing so I could lower my prestige a little? You even know I never wanted to be arranged.

“still can I call you mother...?”.

hmm. That call seemed to cut my heart. I don't know if I feel like I'm the most sinful person ever because I left you. At that time I was right2 not ready to be your companion, but we are not kanak2 but why I was afraid to grow up.

“I just want to apologize”

“Sorry for what mom?”

I'm sorry to have ever made a wound in your heart, but this sentence never came out of my mouth. My courage has not been gathered, maybe later when we meet again I thought.

“do you want to admit something bun..?

“do what confess , because there is nothing to admit”

No. My mind screams cursing my arrogance. Slowly my eyes ran down the river, I was just afraid that I would hurt you again. But the longer I realized you were my search.

Today I'll take steps to see you soon. I'll wear your gift shirt first. You will meet me at the first place we meet. I'll tell you everything about my yearning, my search, and it's all you.

Rightly said people waiting is a very annoying thing. Many times I look at the clock but you do not come, it turns out you are still the same never on time when you know I hate it. I used to be very angry with you because you came 2 hours from the promised time, and you lightly replied that you had to take your friend. I felt neglected, maybe I was too selfish, but for me a promise must be kept.

And when I got tired, I saw you enter the parking lot. I'll be nearing you soon.

“you are still beautiful as you used to be bun..”

“ and you stay the same as you used to, carpenters.”

“ how are you bun, have your search ended”

That's you my screams in my heart, but only I respond with a smile. Then take you combing through our garden of memories.

“but unfortunately not” my god with a naughty smile.

“ why bun.”

“because we're far apart” I answer that right away.

“you know bun, after your departure I slumped. I don't know kata2mu used to sedate me until I just answer your door.I even still keep a short message from you before you true2 lost swallowed by the earth several years this”.

Let me end this pseudo and sinful relationship, while I fill my heart with a more eternal love that is divine love…and if Allah wills then you will come to me and make me your bride in holy bondage. Wouldn't this be more beautiful..?

“ a woman is married for four things, and one of them is because of her religion. I chose you because it was bun. You know your message hints you are the angel of heaven..”.

I looked far into the past, in fear I sent you that short message. After that, I threw away all my phone numbers so that there would be no more access for you. I bowed silently. The lightning that came seemed to jolt my heart. Slowly the sky was crying. Too high a name for me, I'm just an ordinary woman who worries about her heart.

From far away I saw a woman walking towards us.

“that's my fiance bun.. I never loved him but he loved me so much, I told him I met a man who taught me the meaning of life…. We are not married”

Arriving2 the rain became heavy, the woman ran to the shade in the middle of the park. You tried to pull me there too but I refused. You tau? In the rain I can hide my tears. How much I love the rain today.

“ayo bun.. say yes and will tell him that my light will shine with you. pliiiis.”

My smile grew, but my eyes were still wet

“ may you be happy yes.., I know what it feels like to suffer for love and I don't want the woman to lament her fate, tell her your teacher can't meet her because there are so many students to teach” . my candlesticks may be bland you feel, and so I feel it.

I turn my body away from you and your life. Let this rain wash away my longing for you.

The rain had subsided, I saw a rainbow writhing spoiled. But my heart still drizzles…..

“If our bodies are far apart but our hearts are close, if you want to close your eyes and say aisiteru..”.