my hopeless dream

when the wind blows my hair..
i remember him

Gone with the rain..

when I had doubts in myself
Mist came, blocked my eyes ..
shady ..
convenient ..
and so beautiful ..
I felt like walking on the clouds when the mist was coming ..
its beauty is breathtaking ..
Caught my heart gently
Enchanted my heart
Promised me a thousand dreams ..
and sang lullabies to me like I'm in heaven ..
until I had lost
it was all a shadow
it was all a dream
and like my feet didn't step on the earth..
I was flying
In this beautiful artificial mist
I was not be able to distinguish
Which one is reality, which one is only a dream
killed me slowly..
snatched my breath, ruined my life and I'm so hopeless
Because love is only one
and that beautiful mist is only for a moment
I thought there is real love ...
Obvious, it was all a mere gimmick
and it succeed to get me stuck on there
until I realized
since the rain falling from the sky..
and the mist all gone..
Behind me ...
there is a beam of light ..
are always waiting for me back
and can guide me
take care of me

remind me, that in reality, life is not all beautiful as a dream

but that's the honesty of a love
which I always has been ask many times
without realize it ...
Love is still there ..
Love isn't going anywhere
It just waiting and will hug when I look back

ERASE

MARK ALL...


DELETE...


YOUR MEMORIES ABOUT HIM EMPTY



What you did from September 2011 to November 2011, Dhani?


Hmm... of course love my boyfriend, i called him "my march wind, Lonndy" everyday



DONE!!!

love is simple.. but sometimes painful

*maksa cui wkwkwk

i want to love you with a simple
with unspoken words
by the wood to the fire which made it to ashes..

i want to love you with a simple
with undelivered cues
by the cloud to the rain which made it gone..

i want to love you with a simple
but you never give me a chance to see your eyes
or touching your skin
to prove you've been there..

Just end with a word: Adieu

to Mr. R.G

only a wind

finally..
That September Wind never comes..
forever...

September will be in December?

Dear God,

This is the first time, i can forget My March Wind.
We never meet before..
It's like am a dreamer who daydream all day.
When i know him... i feel nothing..
Just a friend who want to come here to enjoy his holiday.
Until he said love me.. in his language... Je T'Aime..
I was think it's real..
But until we realize.. that... we are different..
Like the sky and the earth.
The North and The South.
The cold and The Warm..
We are very different, God..
Why you make me being like this, God?
You can make me forget My March Wind, but make me hurt by that new wind..
That September Wind...
Make me fall...
and down..
He is too high... too far... too impossible..
But God, please give me a moment to remember him all the time...
Because i know you have a plan..
and you always have the story end when the story began..
I know it's not the end..
Make it true, God..
Make it true..
I just need one moment,
No more...