amid the bright lights dim ...
beloved notebook, on blogger ...
hp which is always placed at the right hand fingers.
modem lights flashing glow.
favorite books ....
rectoverso, by dee with a pink marker in the middle of the page.
cup of coffee warm black with 3 packs of sugar.
headphones that cover both ears .... nostalgic old song.
this i promise you, by.N 'SYNC.
seemed calm ... although the heart does not feel fine. Malem
this, read the contents of his blog online ahel.
secret blog, which really I liked.
every time I read the blogs of others, are not direct me too ngerasain turmoil. anxiety. even sadness. although in a short time.
hinggat sometimes I feel ... there also exist other side was feeling what I feel.
why the words precisely in times like this disappear?
when I realized I needed hope, or simply entertainment.
ability joke gone.
ability to entertain even a yawn.
he was not there, now.
hp though I put my fingers in addition to continue to play on the keyboard toots.
though my lyrics a thousand times at the wall that kept going take my time.
it, still not there.
pertengakaran this afternoon is a bit nearly killed me.
I like being trapped in a frustrating feeling of love.
took a long time to just give in and understand him.
excuse me who forgot to go back to 3 years ago to just understand it.
I began to limp when sms coming not from him.
but wildan.
and my heart began to terdegup when wildan say things that most do not want I heard of him.
that no words can kurangkai apart:
do not make me scared more than this,
because you're the one who said ....
you love me. : ')
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