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Di atas meja ini berserakan benda-benda Mereka berbagi kata Sayang, sadarkah engkau Kita yang tercetak buram dalam lembaran coklat Hanya cipratan sedikit cahaya numpang lewat Dalam sekejap gerak, sepercik arus, hancurlah kita Kita terbakar, hangus, hilang jadi abu Bukan, bukan karena ganasnya api cinta Tidak, Hanya betapa fananya kita dan sekuat apapun usahamu untuk menyejukka jiwaku -yang tak pernah tenang, yang sudah nyasar di hamparan bintang, yang dengan bodohnya ingin menjadi partikel-partikel bola gas yang akhirnya akan meledak juga- akan hilang dihempas puting beliung hampa Tapi diantara (kosong) dan (kosong) Kamu memberi banyak (sayang) Dan ketika kita ditelan api, Kita akan berkobar! (bahkann lebih terang dari bintang yang meledak!) Saling dekap sebelum jadi abu Sebelum terlupakan Selamat hari kasih (,) sayang
where are you?
I need my best friend here with me.
Am I selfish if I run to save my feelings?
Am I selfish if I walk away to save your heart from breaking any further?
Admit it, we all are selfish, we want the best to ourselves and people to be what we want. But I can’t. I can’t be what you want because I don’t want to lie. I hate liars. I hate to lie. I hate hurting people too much.
And if you hate me for what I did, go ahead.
I don’t regret a thing. I wish you nothing but the best.
Because you will break some hearts when you don’t intent to, but ended up breaking them anyway because you need to stood up for what you believe in. You got to stand your ground and set limits—to remind people not to shatter your hearts and to warn people not to get their hearts get broken further.
Growing up isn’t easy, and it’s your choice whether you want to do it or not. Growing up is living. It’s the point of life. We live to live.
That’s it.
the green and blue of your headscarf
along the ripples of your skirt
with golden lights on your damp hair
please convince me you’re not a dream
you have wings on your back
that flutters like infatuated heart
widens my eyes and broaden my smile
oh, the things you do to me, mirajane!
we are tossing out our broken dreams
and waiting for these hearts to heal
before you are to love again
i am honoured to be your beloved,
mirajane.
don’t be afraid to take this love
the point of living is to be alive
we’ll give the dawn a head start
my faith on you will ignite the sky
the stars will bow upon your touch
clouds will make way for the sun to shine
to see those lips sends down a smile
this is your song, my mirajane
we are tossing out our broken dreams
and waiting for these hearts to heal
before you are to love again
i am honoured to be your beloved,
mirajane.
dedicated to esmeralda and of course, mirajane. rainy days make me feels inspired.
I know it’s old, but it’s such a lovely song that never fails to put a smile on my face :)
give me a song about the sea
how i wish myself was
as strong and faithful
as it is to the earth
it will never break against
its promise to life
for the beauty of blue and green
if you were as brave as the tide
then i,
above all things
should be floating away
“Samson came to my bed
Told me that my hair was red
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed
Oh I cut his hair myself one night
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light
And he told me that I’d done alright
And kissed me ‘til the mornin’ light, the mornin’ light
And he kissed me ‘til the mornin’ light”
this song touches my heart
and her voice! how could someone sings like that?!