Lost Girl

Told her things she wanted to hear The touch of his hand Is missed by the skin that covers her body. The smell of his mouth Is remembered by the neck that is used to be kissed by his lips. The sound of his moan Is loved by both of her ears whenever she hears it. Her name being called, was the best. Told her things she wanted not to hear. He put his love towards another lady. The lady could not keep up. He had lost some of his love towards that lady. If he comes back, she will accept him immediately no matter what. He thought, as he said it. She loves him. For eternity. Told her things she wanted to hear. Out of all fishes in the sea, he only wants her. For ever. Fell.

Beauty can be found within the body of a woman. We adore them so much they become symbolic. Again. We adore them so much they become devastated. Adoring means nothing We see the beauty of the body of a woman Use them. Fulfill our thoughts with the desire to own them. To taste them. To feel them. To control them. Empty their soul fill it with bodies bodies bodies and bodies. Beauty.

Apologizing for things one didn't do. Apologizing for words one didn't say. Apologizing for love one didn't give. Apologizing for secrets one didn't keep. Apologizing for chances one didn't give. Apologizing for one's life. Simply, apologize. Truly am sorry. Sympathetically.

As melancholic as a person can be, Am full of lies. Strangled by the Idea of the person that I thought was me. A melancholic lady. Or am I? Am I not blue enough? Maybe. Pain and grieving of one's should be embraced, giving the happiness and joy their value in one's story.  What is sadness? It's in our head. It's in our head. It's in our head. It's in our soul. We lied to ourselves too many times we believed in those lies. What is 'Okay' anyway?

Pada awalnya saya ingin memberikan Anda sebuah kejutan. Salah seorang teman saya pernah menyarankan saya seharusnya membawakan sebuah bunga. Namun saati ini saya berada di daerah yang tidak familiar bagi saya sehingga saya tidak menemukan bunga. “Apakah lagi hadiah yang bisa saya berikan?”, begitu pikir saya. Saya sempat memikirkan memberikan benda – benda lucu, namun saya tidak dapat menemukannya di tempat ini. Saya pun berpikir, “apakah sebaiknya saya beli mainan beruang gundam yang lucu-lucu” namun saya kira benda itu tidak akan cocok. Saya tahu kemampuan Anda yang hebat untuk menebak sebuah kejutan. Hingga saya mencoba metode lain yaitu dengan menyelipkan paragraf ini ke dalam essay ini sebagai kejutan untuk Anda. Jika dihubungkan dengan essay ini, maka ini juga merupakan proses pendidikan baru bagi saya. Dengan kepercayaan diri Anda, sifat baik hati dan menyenangkan membuat Anda sosok yang selalu diterima secara sosial, Anda adalah orang yang menakjubkan dengan segala keunikanny...

Where were we before? Where were you when everything was falling apart? Where were I when everything was falling apart? We were both there. We were. Whatever happened in all those two years. It scares me. That I don't deserve a happy ending, that I can't have all those fairy tales that I was trying to create, that I don't deserve the love i had given. I'm just scared. Here we are now. I don't want us to be back to what we used to be. I never want it. At least not now. Here we are now, as broken as a broken white can be. It wasn't a short journey. It's a whole story of us. That we decided to close the book and create another one with another person. Here we are now, as far as the bottom of the deepest ocean to the middle of the moon. Stories are meant to be told as a whole, not as a riddle. Here we are now. Here I am now. As lonely as I can be, because maybe I get the illusion of not being lonely because I've been accompanied...