Minggu, 21 Februari 2016
Sabtu, 13 Februari 2016
di kala sepi tidak pernahkah terfikir
pelabuhan impian itu mungkin aku
mau tapi ragu, benci tapi rindu
atau pura-pura tidak tahu
semua tahu aku jatuh hati padamu
tapi mengapa tak juga kau buka matamu
mereka tahu aku jatuh hati padamu
tapi mengapa tak juga kau buka matamu
lihat sekeliling, bukalah cakrawalamu
sejelas ini mauku
ku tarik daun telingamu
buka matamu yeah
monyetpun tahu aku jatuh hati padamu
tapi mengapa tak juga kau buka matamu
mereka tahu aku jatuh hati padamu
tapi mengapa tak juga kau buka matamu
tapi mengapa tak juga kau buka matamu
tapi mengapa tak juga kau buka matamu (buka buka matamu)
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Lagunya Kunto Aji yang ini emang bikin galau banget :"))) jangan terlalu meresapi ya baca liriknya... entar baper wkwk... menurut indi, lagunya itu tentang orang yang udah ngode keras ke orang yang dia suka. Tapi orangnya gak peka banget. Padahal kodenya uda jelas banget. Semua orang tau kalo dia suka ke orang yang dikodein. Sebenernya yang dikode nggak tau apa pura-pura nggak tau? yang dikode pun nggak buka buka hatinya buat yang ngode. ooii yang ngode jatuh hati ke kamu loo :")) kasian tuh ngode terus tapi gaada respon #apasihndi-_- (kamu curhat apa njelasin lagu sih ndi wkw)
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Rabu, 03 Februari 2016
Bukan tipe orang yang mudah suka sama orang (read : jatuh cinta). 2 kali. Hmm... kalo jaman sd emang sering "cinta monyet". Yang "cinta beneran" baru kerasa waktu smp. Ya, pertama kali suka orang. Pertama kali ngepoin orang sampe akar-akarnya. Pertama kali ngerasain memperjuangkan seseorang. Pertama kali seneng kalo lagi sebelahan sama orang itu. Serba pertama kali. Bisa dibilang "first love". Udah lama banget. Kalo diinget lucu juga, gimana caranya buat deketin dulu. Sms tiap hari. Tiap detik. Mungkin orangnya sampe risih sendiri wkwk. Caper tiap saat. Nah gara2 itu... orangnya sampe marah. Yang bener2 marah. Daaan sejak itu, gak berani lagi ngedeketin cowok lagi. Gara2 trauma dimarahin. Takut kalo orangnya benci. Langsung minta maaf deh. Dan hubungan udah baik lagi. Orangnya malah tambah baik ke aku. Senengnya.. but.. wait.. orangnya baik ke semua orang wkwk. Rasanya suka sama orang itu.. hmm menyenangkan. Tapi kadang juga menyedihkan. Apalagi kalo sukanya lama. Back to the story. Suka sama orang ini sekitar 4 tahunan (nggak melebih lebihkan). Sejak kelas 1 smp sampe kelas 2 sma. Dari jaman alay..... sampe sekarang juga masih alay mungkin -_- wkwk lama yaaa... selama itu juga gak ada respon. Gak ada kode kalo dianya suka balik. Tapi entah mengapa #ceileh.. gak tau kenapa betah banget mendem perasaannya.. wkwk.. tp lama2 udah gak suka lagi. Uda biasa. Uda lupa. Tapi nunggu 4 thn itu.... lama...
4tahun berlalu...... abis itu gak suka sama siapa2 lagi. Gak gampang suka sama orang. Tapi..... tiba2 waktu kelas 1 sma ada orang yang deketin. Awalnya baik. Eh ternyata cuma buat tempat pelampiasan. Yaudahdeh. Untung aku belum-suka sama orangnya. Tapi dijadiin pelampiasan itu........ dia "anjeng" sekali...... terus akhirnyaaa.... lamaaaaaa banget gak suka sama orang... trs dia datang............ gak tau kenapa tiba2 tertarik sama orang ini. Suka?iya. Udah lama?iya. Sampe sekarang? Iya. Hmmm..... apalah daya cuma mendem & cuma cerita disosmed. ya begini.. cuma mendem. Kalo bisa deket aja uda seneng. Bisa ketemu juga senengnya apalagi. Nungguin-Stalker-Mendem kangen. Gitu aja terus -_- ya bisanya gitu. Mau ngechatt dulu juga bingung. Takut ganggu. Malu. Ah sudahlah aku juga gak penting buat situnya wkwk. Betah banget nunggu yang gak pasti. Kalo temen2 bilang "kadung nyaman kadung sayang" wkwk. Ya gini.. cuma bisa cerita diblog. Saya bukan orang yg pintar ngode. Tapi pasti pada tau siapa orang ini. Mau ngomong "suka/sayang" juga gak bisa. Takut. Malu. Mau ngomong "kangen"juga..... bingung....... susah emang kalo suka cuma sepihak. Gak tau ini sampe kapan suka sama orang ini. Apa bisa lebih dr 4 thn :"")) entah....................mungkin....
Lagi pengen curhat. Jadinya ya begini. Gak penting sekali ya :"))
Minggu, 31 Januari 2016
Sabtu, 30 Januari 2016
I didn't stop loving you. I decide to stop showing it because no matter how hard I tried, you wouldn't get it.
I miss you...
I want to say i miss you. But it wouldn't change anything so i'll just keep on pretending i don't.
I want to say i miss you. But you call me "alay" when i say that. Hmm... Esto me pone triste.
So what can i do when i miss you? I read our old conersations, smile like an idiot, I see your picture in myphone. It make me feel better.
I care, i care to much about you. But i don't show it.
You know....
I get jealous
I get mad
I get worried
I get curious
But i don't show you...
And you know..... mendem kangen iku gaenak.
Sabtu, 23 Januari 2016
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
Times forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come home
Loving can heal
Loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know (know)
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
And it's the only thing we take with us when we die
We keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
Times forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home [4x]
Oh you can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were 16
Next to your heartbeat
Where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away
I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost
Back on 6th street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
Times forever frozen still
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know (know)
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
And it's the only thing we take with us when we die
We keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
Times forever frozen still
So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
And if you hurt me
That's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
Wait for me to come home [4x]
Inside the necklace you got when you were 16
Next to your heartbeat
Where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul
And if you hurt me
Well, that's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go
When I'm away
I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost
Back on 6th street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."
(just want to share what i feel in this music.)
Minggu, 17 Januari 2016
Jumat, 15 Januari 2016
Senin, 04 Januari 2016
"She looks so happy, right? telling jokes, smiling, having a great time and... dying inside. she's hurt. and tired. tired of not birng good enough. but she doesn't want to look dramatic, weak and attention seeking. so she keeps it all inside. acts like everything perfect but cries at night. so everybody thinks she's the happiest person they know. that she no problem and her life is perfect. if only they knew the truth...."
