GILA

Udah habis berapa hari ini, mba?
"Bisa dihitung dengan tangan dan kaki kok."

>> Dimanakah saya sebenarnya? Saya memang hilang ditelan apalah itu, dan tidak bisa kembali ke titik dimana saya merasa baik, damai, adem, tentram, dan penuh energi. Kenapa bisa begini? Pertanyaan itu terus muncul, dan memaksa saya untuk berpikir kembali pada titik di mana saya masih menjadi saya. Dan sekarang saya adalah siapa? Andai saya mengerti dan bisa segera menjawabnya, semua pasti akan lebih indah adanya. Saya sangat berharap dan berdoa, untuk dapat kembali pada saya - seorang saya yang selalu tersenyum manis pada siapapun. Dibanding, saya yang selalu ketus dan mengomentari orang lain dengan pedas.
Saya mohon, Tuhan. Kembalikan saya pada saya. Jangan bawa saya pergi.
Pada titik ini, saya berharap untuk menghilang ditelan bumi, dan bawalah saya ke perut bumi sampai hancur berkeping2. Karena merasa tidak berguna bagi siapapun dan apapun. Tidak dapat memperoleh kedamaian yang dulu selalu saya banggakan. Karena saya sekarang sangat mudah berubah dan tidak stabil adanya.
Ada apa dengan semua ini?
Saya kehilangan pegangan, untuk dapat berputar kembali dengan waktu dan irama dunia. Sekarang saya sangat menikmati duduk diam, dan melamun saja. Shit.
Kenapa bisa begini? Kenapa bisa begitu?

2 Korintus 6:14

Janganlah kamu merupakan pasangan yang tidak seimbang dengan orang-orang yang tak percaya. Sebab persamaan apakah terdapat antara kebenaran dan kedurhakaan? Atau bagaimanakah terang dapat bersatu dengan gelap?

>> What should i say, dearest-man?
Basically, i have nothing to say. Just wondering what is all about. Balance means parametically equal. Well, we're equally human beings - created by The Greatest One. The One and Only.
But, The Greatest One do us together. What's the future? What's going to happen? It's a mystery indeed. Believe it or not, good or bad, even worst or best, it's just another suprising moment and time - don't know who, what, where, when, how, and even why. The process is the precious things, ever. Once you've said that.
Indeed, i like the way your thoughts lead us to another story. Enjoying what's in front of us, beside and behind us.
You? You are behind, beside and in front of me. Living this whole new life with you, has been another amazing adventure in my life, dearest-man.
God always be with us, either you have to seek it to the western side, or even me long lasting inside of me. We're happy with what we are, right?
Does it just not enough? It's enough, anyway. Our thoughts may be far apart, you from you fundamentalists families, and me with my democrats families.
But, indeed, (again), we're together no matter what.
Along with this written so called heart to heart talks, i've said to you, i will always be with you. (no matter what)
We can go through it together. It's going to be tough, roughy, hell hard what's in front of us. But, it's life. Jump along with the air that take us, jump along with God who always be with us.
Big Love,
BONEK.

:)

All the way here, i keep complaining about your business in life. Hate it like you do! But, always hoping you're doing your best - i know you do. Come on, let's do this! You (and I) can do it! Sure you will.
Many things come to you, you're being blues. But only one thing (not) coming to me (it's you), I'm being blues.
Nothing's compares to you, dear. NOT A SINGLE THING (Hope God won't envy this, He'll understand. Amen.)
When we apart, moving on. Because, i am still thinking of you all the time. Either you're thinking of me or you're (still) thinking of me. (connected)
I'm just so happy, seeing two letters in the technological screen every single day. It's reminds me of you, just you, indeed. Those two letters changes the rest of the day.
So, i called it a day. Thank you dearest man.
See you in real life, the sooner the better. (the later? also better)

Next Target: (YOU) know it.

(your) Joy and (my) River

that was day i promised, never sing of love, if it does not exist. (Paramore - the Only Exception)

What am i going to do? I've got thousands words to say, but in fact, you do not have even a minute to hear it. I hate it. I hate this. Many things stuck in your mind, and the hell, i do not even know what it is. What am i suppose to do? Just sitting here, smoking around, singing along? Come on. Let's face the reality together. You (in fact) never put me inside your mind. Having fun with your mind, huh? Enjoy. Because i'm not going to wait any longer.
Am i ever crossed your mind? Dear, please. Let me understand, make me understang. That it is just not about that stupid fucking thing. It's about us now, us!
Am i a fool? That you cannot talk to? Pity me, then.