Hello all!
Huh i'm tired of this week because I think I finished examinations. Ehh... not yet finished, still continued until Monday. Oh sucks!!! But I hope there will be some good news after I receive the result from this semester. WML(‾ʃƪ‾)
Huh i'm tired of this week because I think I finished examinations. Ehh... not yet finished, still continued until Monday. Oh sucks!!! But I hope there will be some good news after I receive the result from this semester. WML(‾ʃƪ‾)
Next, gatau kenapa hari ini aku lagi pingin ngepost pake bahasa inggris. Hehe jadi nggak apa ya. Itung-itung toh sekalian belajar. Ya maaf deh kalo ada salah-salah kata. Dyaaar! Kok malah jadi kayak pidato-__-
Today, I'm going to enter the poetry quote from my friend. He's name Pras. He is a friend when I was sitting in junior high school. At the time he who knows the situations with my love story. When I didn't want to trust anyone especially to boys. I've learned my lessons with love. Therefore, he regaled me w/ made me a poem. Here it is:
Straining my lungs,
tryin' to call dirtied love,
Is so frustrating
In the passage of time
Wounds gradually
Turn into scabs
You won't wait for it to heal
So beautiful
Yes so short lived
If at least within dreams
I can swim freely, I don't
need that sky anymore
If could erase yesterday events
I would be able to continue living
The mark of the torn scab
Is just like the hairs that protect the skin
The prayers that shake in the bright light
Right now you don't need to try to love someone
Instead for him
Just smile for yourself
Hayo tau artinya nggak? Lah kalah dong. Aku juga gatau sih, itu aja aku cari artinya lewat goggle translate dulu kok. GUBRAK! Hahaha
Okay, sekian dulu. Kalau mau kenal atau mau lihat penampakan dari si cowok yang kasih aku poem ini, boleh kok di follow @Prastya_ , eitts tunggu dulu jangan lupa juga buat follow twitter aku @LeaVisca. Hehe boleh dong tetep promosi, weks :P Makasih teman <3
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