T.R.U.L.Y

In life , you will realize there is a role for everyone you meet. some will test you, some will use you, some will love you and some will teach you.
but the one truly important are the ones who bring out the best in you. they are the rare and amazing people who remind you why it's worth it.

yeah...i would like to tell you something.. Sstt.. this is not my secret anymore :)) You deserved to knowing me more closer :)) Curcol aja ini mah hehhe

but i can't get you out of my head.
My friends are sick of hearing about you ( absolutely ) and i think my brain might almost be too T_T
Your words, your ideas, our conversation, our story.
They go around and around in my head, keeping me up until early in the morning. But no matter how much i think about you, I can't get enough. I yearn for another second of your laughter, for another glimpse inside your mind, for another chance to hear my name from your voice.
I look forward to our next talk, even if it's just about the weather.
Just a hello. Anything.... Anything that might make you think about me as much as I think about you.
Because i can't get you out of my head.


the matters of love will never end of our lives, exactly.

You know, the feeling where you stay up at night, stare at your ceiling, ask yourself an infinite number of questions, then sit there and debate on weather or not you actually want to know the answer.
The feeling where you wonder who truly cares about you and who is just saying you, who is there for you and who is so desperately waiting for you to fail.
The feeling where you feel like you're not good enough, that you need to be this, this, and this to be successful and liked. you crave for the attention you know you can't have.
The feeling where you get frustrated because it's physically impossible to be 100% happy. You want someone to vent to but no one will understand you.
The feeling where you question your value, your worth, your pride, yourself, everything.......and you think. Over think. All night. All you're left with , is you, yourself, and a very dark place.

I don't know where to go from here. I don't even know who I am anymore...

Jakarta, 11 August 2014
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