Malam pekat
Bau hujan
Secangkir kopi
Lagu lembut
Tarikan nafas teratur
Waktu yang melambat
Hanya kamu
yang tidak hadir.
Rindu.
Malam pekat
Bau hujan
Secangkir kopi
Lagu lembut
Tarikan nafas teratur
Waktu yang melambat
Hanya kamu
yang tidak hadir.
Rindu.
With you, it won't be exist.
That somewhere hopefully nice.
It's not love but I don't know what is the name of that feeling of yours.
You ruined what I try to build.
So I don't mind to rebuild it.
Because I'm not sure if giving you countless chances will be worth it.
Beside those bittersweet memories of mine are still inside me.
Will everything that you believed inBecome nothing?Are you afraid it’ll become like that?Because everything I've believed in, became nothing. I believed someone did love me years ago, but it ended up me crying on my bed and having a hard time in forgiving a person like him (and even met with him will only burst out my anger). I believed time won't change my friendship but in the end distance being put between all of us. I believed that it will summer soon, but here comes the rain.
Break down the walls that trap youNo, not now.
For me, remembering things I should have do today isn't as good as remembering that bittersweet-flavored past. Lately, I've been remembering things, a lot. And that moments--suffocated me. Bring no good but still I can't chase them away.
You.
You.
and you.
Should have just put you, you, and you in the trash can inside my head. If one really exists, though.
I remember how things happened, I keep on thinking how fool I was. I keep ont thinking... and wondering.
Thank you. Thank you. And you, thank you.