Namanya A

He's the only person that move me to write. Puisi puisi di blog ini, ada dua macam. Kisahku, dan kisah seseorang yang dekat denganku. entah itu sahabat, sodara, temen, temen curhat..

The rest of it, itulah A.

Dia lelaki, tentu saja, saya sangat normal.
Dia...
Dia lah satu satunya orang yang bisa membuat saya marah dan kangen sekaligus pada saat yang bersamaan.
Tertawa sekaligus menangis, he's my anger and ease..

Dia adalah orang yang sangat, sangat saya sayang sekaligus saya sia siakan. Dalam waktu yang bersamaan. Menyesal? ya.
Too much comfort, too much.

And along with his leaving, he took the biggest portion of my heart, the biggest.
Weel yeah, i'd blame him because i couldn't find any space left to be shared with somebody new.

I moved on, i've moved on, i'll move on. Im trying.

He's both the best and the worst thing that ever happened to my life, somebody i love and hate at the odd, equivalent intensity.

I dumped him, he dumped me, maybe we both just not meant to be.
But he was the only person that i trusted to hold my hand and vow the Ijab Kabul. He was. He was everything, he was the reason.

Dan ketika sesuatu yang sangat kamu percaya dan mengakar begitu dalam di dirimu, tercabut, apa yang terjadi?

U bleed to death. U will heal. Later.
But now, you bleed to death.
And you wake up everyday hoping that the wound will be just fine. Dan kalau hati, perasaan itu adalah sesuatu yang konkrit dan nyata, kasat mata... i'd probabaly wake up screaming, seeing my heart bleed, wounded, shattered.. Bolong menganga.

What could be better?

And i hate him. And i love him. And i pray, but the other times i curse.

He walked out of my life. He's out my life. I need to walk out of my life too, but how?










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