Senin, 21 September 2009

Yours Forever

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You will never love me like I love you. It will not be possible. It will not happen. To me you more than life, but for you I die. I'm yours, completely. But you can never be mine.

I tried to remember my first memories with you. At that time I was glad, at last there is also muscular arms that held me, without having to wear gloves. The hand is yours. I like to see your fingerprints fingerprint-printed in white all over my body and slim. In those days you've brought me to life. But maybe you also that would kill me, slowly.

You never hesitated when I make friends loyalty. Or maybe more than that. The last thing you love on earth. But that was! Times when I was still so beautiful and smart. Times when I was still so dreamed and deserve to be proud of. All friends must be tired of your office to hear your story about me. And in my place, I could only smile. Smiling without a form which you can see much less you feel.

Moments that I always be with you, all my time. Accompany tense wait for the meeting, or just see you sweating at the gym that you always visit. I wake from sleep, to see a mess. But you're always looking. Was I, the first in the morning you touch your heart, you never even considered beautiful?

I miss the clothes that you provide, with various colors and shapes that you never miss dressing. But now? Everything was sitting forlornly on a dusty closet. I just have not been you care, let alone my clothes?

And the last thing I miss the old you is your ability to teach me, slowly made me become more intelligent every day. If at first count only a limited ability in simple numbers, your blessings and ketabahanmu deal with, I can count Sin Cos Tan so easily. I also now been able melantunkanmu songs that you like when you do not feel happy. I'm sincere, do it all for you. I'm willing. For the sake of you and your happiness.

I miss the old you. But I know you'll never miss me. Even in my dreams.

--

You want to know when this love grow? When we kissed for the first time. Are you aware that simple things can make me fall in love with you? At that time, I was the first time to tell you. About the success of the toll road project. Pace to know it makes you wonder, and no doubt you stick your lips to my body. "I love you!" Ujarmu. I'm flying. At that time you also hopping with excitement like a child who was given candy by parents. You tie the choke off all day and direct you to bring your friends around you enjoy the best sushi you like. Of course still with me. Always with me.

And after that you are getting stuck with me. I was so stupid for loving you. Just because bualanmu boasting, you may say, without feeling the slightest. Like on that day, when you left me at home. I do not know, if you intentionally or not. But definitely the time was so slow. I feel so useless without you.

Then I was so happy when you open your bedroom door. Find me, lying cold on the bed still unmade. I know, helpers will not come into this room on this day. He holiday. I memorized all the schedule. I also know all your secrets. Even passwordmu numbers.

Really I can not forget the words that you said at that time. You ran when she saw me. You're holding my body. You almost cried when she saw me sleeping, because the day before, I was so tired. With you all day in between the solid aktifitasmu. Then you woke me, and I live to hear you say that phrase is so beautiful.

"Today a lot of messy work because you are not there! I can not live without you, really! "

You said it in a tone that seemed to joke. People would laugh if you are caught, a corporate genius, talking like that to me. But to me, your words sincere. And after those words, I promise to always serve you forever. You have plunged me into a love that will never be reciprocated, then why I do not dive as well? Who knows in this love I can see beautiful things, like what you see in the ocean when you dive. Favorite hobby.

Like you, age is also causing me to be weak, the vulnerable. Maybe my body the once shiny white has now become a dull, broken here and there. Will always decrease my intelligence every time. Ability to wake up with you dozens of hours will shrink. Now I became more frequent as supposed to sleep with you to work. I'm embarrassed by my situation. I want to be like before.

We all have age restrictions. Maybe yours are still many old again, after you taste all the pleasure of success this time you're trying to achieve. But I? I just have to wait as people dumped me, leaving me. As something that dumb and die without function.

And now I fear very well at last arrived. We have long shared. But I've made too many mistakes must you hate. Even the most sabarpun man would lose patience if met with me. Especially you, who was known as a high bertempramen boss in your office. You fast-paced and high mobility to deal with what is now so slow. I feel like an old grandmother, despised, and is no longer a smart pretty girl. I'm ashamed of myself.

Ignorance has reached its peak. When you have to use my intelligence that you actually create it, I was asleep. I so often easily tired. And those moments are the most important moment for you at the office. You are so angry. The incident happened in a twinkling of an eye. But I do not think you will setega it to me.

You almost killed me.

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"Boss, is why his Italic Whiteberry slammed! Sayang banget! "

That's the first words I heard when I was starting to wake up. My body hurts, it hurts all. I slammed on the floor. Thick armor that you gave me has no effect anymore. I've been seriously injured.

"Do not know ya! After a long time it makes emotional phone. Tell push mail can not. Dipake kept calling even death. Batrenya yes Ngedrop time? And I again waited for an important e-mails from clients nih! Emang susah have stupid phone! "

I was heartbroken.

But it was from the beginning I had to know that you probably will not love me back. You'll love a real woman, then marry and have children funny. While I still will continue to fall as a loving mobile phone owner, you. Waiting throw from the third floor or sold to someone else. Maybe in a stupid teenager who just use me as a tool pamernya course. As a tool for photos narcissist or find cheat through the ability to communicate. Or simply write a letter to his girlfriend, with a button-tombolku comfortable.

I do not want to! You make me feel smart and useful. You make me do my best! And now I know that for you, I have become garbage.

"Udah! If the boss does not want, for me Italicnya aja. Still worth seven millions lho boss. "

I was expensive! I'm different from others! I'm smart, sleek, and beautiful! I can meet all your needs! But why do you still dumped me?

"Whatever expensive or not. Interface really slow! I swear, nyesel buy this phone. Tau so I bought another. "

Oh. So sorry you have me? So for you during this worship in vain? So my nights without rest, with you waiting for an important letter means nothing now?

Okay. I will not hesitate to suspended animation this time. I'm not just going to sleep, as usual. I will delete all berhargamu letters, your personal data, pornomu photos, favorite songs, and yours is important passwords. I'll let you feel a loss. A yearning for that long I have been struggling to serve you. Now that my love may have become numb, numb. I want to hate you. I want you to suffer too, like what I've felt.

One is for sure, I'll patiently wait. To see the faces turn into panikmu relief, when a doctor (or a repairman, you) managed to bring back to life with all of your sake. I will not be afraid to fall in love with you again if you promise to look after me. Take care. Using my ability to wisely and patiently.

And frankly, terlarangku love you will never be lost.

I'm yours. Completely.

Love Me Tenderly

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First time, I could feel the morning dew that seemed different from other men I ever knew and I knew I berbeda.Terkadang I feel my days being chased and is always hidden to the heart of darkness and unrest if I was intact. But his smile seemed to make me feel comfortable even though I could only touch her through a dream and his dark self.

When the power goes hand in hand to meet him myself. I'm happy. I knew him then as the ice in my life so far away when I saw her smile waving at me like I needed oxygen to breathe. That wash like a dream like feeling my night and he could always bind my wound when falling. Until the end of this love grow, I'm scared and worried because I was afraid of unrequited love. However, like the sun, he was able to place menerangiku and ultimately back handed her all my secrets. Whatever I do simply because I trust and love him more than any any ever seen in my life.

"I love you and are very painful feeling that store, let alone I know myself I'll figure this, but can you accept me even if only as a friend?"

Speech that is hobbling out of this dry lips as he looked into her eyes that see me say this fixed. Sweat and my heart seemed to bound tight, tight. Make a step backwards with thousands of troops and the fragility of the heart's silence, but without realizing one pinkie finger gently touching the little finger with her warm smile and a knot of satisfaction in my heart, my love was not unrequited though still buzzing in my heart the deepest, if this is a gift from God or just the opposite. Thank you I say to you that for the first time to knit back the love and dark patches ini.Waktu life to be perfect, there is no day that made me tired of him. We've been accustomed to our lives that I had first thought she felt the same diriku.Aku knows maybe we have to struggle with time and the outside community to be accepted. Ryu that I love.

"I could hug you with all the warmth that I had only to reveal too much I love you."

One remark that that may represent some of the facts. My love I can not express in openness, it was only me and him who knows. I always hoped he knew that I really sunguh though I've very grateful if allowed to love him.

Things seemed to allow him to take me completely. Until the end, without any word and image. He disappeared and went away with stealing all my love to have. Kuhempaskan smash it into the corner of the heart of the most faint hearts and never terjelajahi by anyone, including himself. Cries betrayed helplessness life hit and forced to drag this spirit on the street stones, dirt road flat honed by the skin feel like telling me to surrender to the world. Menjepitku mental paralysis of longing and resentment.

Where you are the person I love more than this vast universe?

"Can you believe it when I say that you can kill me slowly and more piercing than a thousand a knife?"

Together with the night and the sun I crawled up to a series of papers geese and a letter went to my address, hoping from him directly if the angels came and made me Terpanah because his name appeared on it. Immeasurably happy that I feel. Singing awkwardly into the room and took a position to read it, but happily it did not last long.

"Listen ... Stars could not light my night except yourself."

Try to slap me, harder than this! Hey ... why ... my mouth as if setumpukkan talk terjejal by yours so far. Where did you get your heart that can easily be said to love me just to research your final task! Made from what my life is that playing with dead things beyond! As low as what I got you throw me casually! I never knew would like ini.Memang I aneh.Aku difficult to accept people who other people and other people will think is not normal because I love you, man who loves a man. However, I never ask to be born separately to be like this, I never even thought of birth if later I want to be like this. I am also human beings who can love and understand the will of loyalty. So what just because I like this I become eligible to be treated like this.

"What a fool in love with my hatred locked into my brain whipping, squeezing a moment of happiness and hope of the heart, but I was too stupid because I still love you."

I love you and love you too. When it does not want me then I want to be heartened and smile for you. He's the one I love turned out to love me back just to just one study. I do not anything because saving love for you too much of a day ago. Once again I'm fine. Maybe just a few seconds longer when a melody kugandeng all our memories, my love, my love and all the water through the loyalty and love intense red. Good-bye and thank you even for a play and a short time you've made my right pinkie finger by terlingkar love pinky ring. Good-bye hopefully no one else who you love in your pinky round just for a penelitianmu. Thank you for my life ever sharpening eye.

"I'm still standing where it was when later you realize so much I love you, I'm still the same."

Minggu, 20 September 2009

Way Back Home

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Hebring real name is Punjaab, he comes from the town of Tasikmalaya, West Kumbutar. Exactly the Babakan Umbrella, which is now said to have turned into the elite because of the presence of a large Department Store.

Punjaab the village there is a spider land. Hill always wanted to play spider like her idol BEARST SPIDERO team. In the spirit of 45, he wore the uniform provision BEARST SPIDERO friends, then walked towards the land. Arriving at the land the other young men always have to play, and because of the high Punjaab large physique (with short legs), he tends to slow and rarely invited to play, and more often sat next to the land to be a backup player for the blog.

However, Punjaab Ürün spirit vanished, with the same tenacity he always sat on the sidelines waiting their turn to play web. If until the game ended Punjaab had also had a turn to play, he will stay on the land until dark sky.
Hill waited until all his friends home, then he'll start playing his own web, practice, in the hope that tomorrow he will get a chance to play.

One day, when the sky was getting dark and no one in the land, as usual, Hill began to imagine himself into the team striker, ran the web over there or rather led a self-webs. Suddenly a light from heaven and rolled in front of the Hill, followed by the sound * DUK * hard like metal fell to the ground.

Punjaab walked slowly toward the sound. After quite close Punjaab began uncovering the source of grass that covered the sound. Visible circular hole in the ground. At that time, the sky was getting dark, Punjaab squinting trying to feel what items fall into the hole.

He lost in the field, trying to find his way back home. He searches out for his compass but can't find it. So he decide to walk and yell, hoping someone could hear him and help him out of the field.

Apparently Punjaab can not feel clearly, the courage, Punjaab extending his hand into the hole, trying to reach the foreign object. Punjaab radius touching hard objects like metal, but metal was warm. Immediately after successfully holding hands Punjaab object, a flash of bright light shining in the eyes of Punjaab and he was unconscious.