Sleepless Letter to Dearest Bride (The Prettiest of All)

Remind me what's this blog all about again..?

I wish i can write something useful for you thirsty souls. I just couldn't. At least for now, I couldn't. I kinda feel I am a failure. That's my case. But hey let me write about something else, excuse me, would you?

This morning, I wake up really early after been awake all night long, probably even to morning. All i remember is I finished two bottles of wine. It's my best friend going to marry for whatever's sake, and it's me being nervous? I guess? Let's assume so! *wink*

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Satu Malam di Musim Gugur

Amstelveen, Amsterdam
Netherlands
6 October 2015

Suatu malam di musim gugur.

Entah sudah berapa malam yang sering kuhabiskan di negri orang, malam-malam yang tak bermakna yang hadirnya pergi dan dimakan fajar dan begitu seterusnya. Andai saja kali ini fajar menyingsing lebih cepat dari dentuman jarum jam yang tersemat lekat di tangan kiriku. Kupandangi langit malam ini, sama hampanya dengan tatapan nanar seorang gadis diseberang sana, entah apa yang menjadi laranya. Dinginnya angin di musim gugur seakan mampu membekukan aliran darah yang mengalir ke jantungku, berlebihan memang, bukankah sesuatu yang dilebih-lebihkan lebih banyak dipercayai khalayak umum dewasa ini? Aaah bicara apa aku ini, kupandangi cahaya kecil diseberang sana, yang temaramnya menghiasai sebuah taman yang kurang lebih menyerupai sebuah hutan kecil.

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It Is What It Is

It was so subtle indeed

Staying as friend you said

As if we knew it’ll lead somewhere more?

Little bit that I know, you have my curiosity

You said hi asked me to come

There you were, and your little world

Its a little blurry, I held your hand eventually?

Little bit that I know, I die a lil inside

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