
because all I ever did
was love you, was,
but all I got
hurt.
—
I want the universe to know that I still want you.
That I still wish you were here with me warming yourself under the speck of rain.
_
maybe it's all my fault, though,
it was wrong I had hoped,
it's wrong that I have loved you sincerely,
it's wrong that I've been by your side,
that mistake made you
go with him.
—
my chest is tight and
the pain felt when
seeing you happy
with him.
—
I was never afraid
of loving you, though,
maybe I was just
terrified of you
not feeling
the same way
for me
too.
—
I changed a little
by a little, no
because my wishes.
But without me
realize, I'm following
the desire of others.
Desire to be accepted
in their eyes
make me change
being not me anymore.
_
I'm happy
because until now
I still have you, though,
at least in my delusions.
because my reality is now only
an acceptance of
you are by my side, my side,
about accepting that you
been with him.
—
I realized that,
the longer I am
forcing myself
to be accepted by you,
And it's getting longer too
I keep getting hurt
for my own actions.
—
Your departure is by my side,
it's not a tragedy
which will continue to hurt me.
I've realized that
your departure is the
my own happiness,
without you.
—
We breathe
let the universe know,
we exist's.
We cry
let the oceans accept,
that we, too, feel sadness.
We love
let the heavens experience
what the angles
cannot do for us.
—
they asked, "why did it suddenly disappear from the world?"
"well, maybe I'm not doing anything. I don't have the appetite to believe in anyone."
"why?"
"in the end, it all just disappointed."
—
the love we love is not always the same.
we have no right in the world but to accept.
we are nothing more than condescending actors while the universe is full of stubbornness about flipping through taste.
—
be ordinary, instead of why, fear you are hurt by his behavior.
—
"just go ahead" you said at the time.
yet you walk too fast, we don't go hand in hand, and in the end you leave.
—
Aye, right.
It's all my fault, again.
I'm always the wrong one in your eyes.
_
Something in jogja-Adhitya sofyan
a song that reminds me of you, not of the same story, but of you replaying my status with the lyrics of that song
I miss you
_
We;
Growing together, though,
from each broken
_
I have you a second chance,
and you still give me the same disappointment.
_
this girl foolishly love you.
_
That's right, though,
maybe he hurt you once, though,
not once or twice
or maybe more.
But, don't hold a grudge.
Remember, he is also someone
who ever gave
happiness for you.
—
I don't want to be the stopover place that makes you feel at home.
because they can move, they can change.
I want to be the house you need most.
because it needs to always know where it should be anchored.
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