bocold

Kata mereka, cuma ada satu matahari. Kataku, itu milikku. Dan aku tak mau berbagi. Di batas itu, aku memilih menjadi buta. Kenapa? Tanyamu. Entahlah. Mungkin cinta memang begitu.

do you ever fold your hands and sit quietly to imagine someone is holding your hand with passion forgetting everything around you, just to sit up suddenly realizing it's still you squeezing yourself into a smile for a conversation you lost track of ??

I remember all the pain I remember all the shout I remember all the verbal harassment I remember all the fragmentary memory I won't do the same stupidity I know them well I know the feelings I know how hard I dig a hole never fulfilled

you smashed a glasses into pieces not only glasses plates bowls fortunately, the pieces of them not hurt anyone the way you smashed them have patched in our memory did you ever apologizing to peope? did you ever think you were wrong? did you know we have our own revenge? now you act like you right fools I don't want to be a foolish there is no reason to do violence you planted a seed of satan in my heart and now they've grew up

I hear a story from each side but never know where is the real one pretence story or hidden story sound so pathetic begging for mercy act with unsinful face now I can understand I can not believe thoroughly untruth on their right and left hand if you ask me where side am I stand for? I will never stand for them now I can't even believe anyone the traumatic memories the sadness the buried anger unhealed mentality all of a sudden everything looks unreal nothing really real