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Sunday, June 24, 2018

The Girl.


She’s waiting patiently inside that coffee shop where they’ll align to meet. Somehow the girl do the things she almost didn’t do. And she did that for almost hundreads times. How it aches her so bad, she’s completely tolerate that. But she can’t do that and hand him over all her life. It’s way too much risks she couldn’t bare perhaps.

She’s waiting patiently inside that coffee shop where they’ll align to meet. She ordered a rose tea. She like it because it feels relaxing, and sweet-smelling. And finally he came to her. With a dust surround him by 4-pm gold sun-lighting behind his messy hair.

She smiles.

He urge the chair in front of her to sit.

“Hey” he said then smile. That smile, that laugh she miss.

It feels, he mesmerizes her just by the way he is just he is, “Hello!” She smiled back.

It reminds her how time flies, the first time they met without a purpose, just a stranger each other, the way he gently came over her and soon talked about everything. She thought that, this wasn’t right, she knew. But it’s not easy not to fall for him. He’s everything she’s been waiting all this long. A lover and a best friend she knew she needed. But deep inside she knew this isn’t right.

But how she could bare her own feelings for him?

“You still remember my favourite coffee shop in town, how can!” She said.

He laughs, “Of course I do. This coffee shop, and you in it ordered not a coffee but a tea instead. Weirdo.”

She laughs, “You know I love to break a trend.”

Universe know she loves him badly.

Saturday, June 2, 2018

You


You came to me afterall

With your intention of who you talking to

And I’m falling to you

You came all of sudden and still I’m not impressed by how you smile at me

Or doing such a kind things, I’m not still

But the way we had our convo, those early mornings or late midnights, I felt tenderness in ourselves

I felt we’re barely strong and we need someone to rely on

To share stories through our days in different city

And I’m falling…

Deep

Deep

By our days together in such different background

I am me, you are you

The way I fell, it aches me

And you made me feel those emotions I’ve never been again

So it was like I opened up my box present that I kept under my bed years ago

After all those painfull years, you came

But I don’t know what it might be… in next next years

I just hope I’m not gonna fall hard

I hope you’ll understand why I’m not so open up person

I hope you’ll change

Because when you pay yourself to others, honestly I feel pain inside my chest

I’m so childish I know

But you came to me afterall, and brings those emotions again

Say to me I’m not wise at the moment, but

Should I say thanks and stay or go away?