Let's talk, Moon.

Are you sad?
Eh, um.. just a little bit.
Need shoulder to lean on?
No, I am okay.
Then stop crying.
Actually I am trying but..., I just can't.
That means you're not okay.
Just don't try to hide anything from me, oh dear.
Listen to me..
I may not be able to wipe your tears directly,
To offer my shoulder to be leaned on,
To kiss you dearly.
But just remember that I'm here.
I may not have anything but the lights to warm you.
Don't you think that night is colder than noon even morning?
So, remember...
I'm always here,
filling your night with a smile.

Little talks between the full moon and me.

Bandung, 26 May 2013. 08.50 pm.

(hanya) re-post.

Keinginanku untuk memilikimu sama besar dengan keinginanku untuk melupakanmu.
Dan keduanya, sama-sama gagal.
- @Delune

Time's games

There were you.
There were you giving the attention.
I was trying to get calm, keep the distance, deem as if nothing would ever happen between you and me.
'til there was the time when I was starting to think about the analogy of growing flower.
That happened well, as well as... I have never expected.
Time just went well.
'til there was the time when the other thoughts appeared, screaming out loud in front of my brain (or heart?), saying:
What the hell are you doing?
It's not only your stupid feeling existing in this world, ya know?
So please, use your brain and heart, before that feeling ends up bringing you only to vain.

I didn't listen to it...
'til there is the time, by now,
that happens. That really does.
And I was stupid then.