January 2012
11 posts
I have longed for you since the Beginning of Time
Searched for you high and low
Yearning
Everyday
Every hour
Every minute
You’re the Perfect Dream
And now you’re here
Standing in front of me
I don’t know what to do
For after all those time
Waiting
Searching
I have learned to live without you
You came too late.
You’re still the Perfect Dream
Just not mine...
It wears me out...
Among the things that I promised myself 2 years ago was that I’ll never want to sleep with things unfinished and wake up angry. I don’t want to rush in the morning or be stuck in a malaise rut.
For the past 7 days, I have been doing all the things written above and I’m tired.
If this is a challenge, I’m giving up.
Everything is perfect until you bite into an eggshell
Perfection
Anda sudah cukup sempurna. Mana mungkin ada ruang untuk saya yang retak seribu ini.
I can’t remember how it feels to be in love.
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“To love at all is to be vulnerable. Love anything and your heart will be wrung...”
– C.S. Lewis, The Four Loves. (via 18flyleafs)