Friday 27 February 2015

A Poem, maybe.

If you live to be a hundred, I want to live to be a hundred minus one day so I never have to live without you.How do I say goodbye to someone I never really had? Why do my tears fall so endlessly for someone who was never really mine? Why is it I miss someone I was never really with? And why do I love someone whose love was never really mine?Until this moment, I never understood how hard it was to lose something you never had.You taught me how to love, but not how to stop.

In every girls life there is a guy she will never forget, and the summer when it all began.

I hope that in the end, we can all laugh and say it was worth it

Still I won't say goodbye, won't ever say goodbye. And know that I'll always be yours.

I don't wish to be everything to everyone, but I would like to be something to someone.

I reached for sleep and drew it round me like a blanket muffling pain and thought together in the merciful dark.
Women are like apples on trees. The best ones are at the top of the tree. The men don't want to reach for the good ones because they are afraid of falling and getting hurt. Instead, they just get the rotten apples from the ground that aren't as good, but easy. So the apples at the top think something is wrong with them, when in reality, they're amazing. They just have to wait for the right man to come along, the one who's brave enough to climb all the way to the top.Everyone can make you happy in your life. Some do it by walking into your life. Some do it by walking out.Sometimes I wish I had never met you because then I could go to sleep at night not knowing there was someone like you out there.jika memang dia,
dari awal mula dan selamanya akan tetap selalu dia,
tapi jika bukan,
dari awal mula dan selamanya tidak akan pernah dia,
dan pasti ada "dia" yang lain
yang jauh lebih baik dari dia yang bukan.
Don't you know that I still wait someone who don't realize that I wait her for so long.
Don't you know that I can't forget someone I really love and I don't know why.
Don't you know that I hurt really so bad because of being tired of waiting.
Don't you know...
Don't you know...
Don't you know... that someone is you?
If you asked me how many times you have crossed my mind I would say once because you never really left.There's nothing worse than meaning nothing to the person who means everything to you.

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