a letter from a lover

dear love,
for once we’ve tried to gather ourself around. . .to be one for always
i still carried those memories in a box somewhere inside my heart…
a moment when we travelled around this city at night with laughter and truth..
a moment when i felt shivers and worries too
it seems like years ago..but yet, it’s only months ago. . .

dear love, now
it’s been nights with fights, hard words, tears fallin’, and sometimes silence along…
with a pack of weariness, hatred, jealousy, and solicitude..

but, there’s also moments out of words to remember..
an early morning call to wake me up, with your sleepy voice along,,,"hey, it’s your wake up time"
a soft brush at my head everytime i started to mumbling around about my office and problems…
a bucket of flowers and a handmade card you made 30 minutes before midnite…( and with your sweat dripping hardly i bet)
a breakfast at 5 in the morning, somewhere, with our sleepy eyes and heavy head…
and bunch of lauzy jokes i made, you made, streaming along the song played..

nights tru’ with you, listening quietly to me tellin’ you about men in my life after you…
how they come, and go, but never truly stayed..they never truly stay..(or did my heart that was never truly moved? you never ask)…just stay..then explained where did i went wrong

dear love..
we’ve tried and still tryin’..to put it back together..
and i’m out of words why you even bother to tried it..again..

just like you’ve said..time, never truly can be a solitude dimension to measure..
and only time would tell…will all these efforts gonna make some..
but there’s a word i have to say..right now…

makaci yha ‘ang
for all

a letter from a lover..kalau saja surat menyurat via pos masi "hidup"

-overjoyed, over love, over you..-

from the heart |