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[iuyay]

I want to go out of town with you

We will just commute till we reach our destination

We will hug and share a cup of noodles on the ride,

As we enjoy the views.

Then when you’re the first one who will sleep

I will take you a picture for black mail in the future

As we step on the unfamiliar place,

We will take bunch of pictures

And appreciate the nature.

We will try their culture food, dance, etc..

We will explore the beach and the rock formations

We will be romantic

As I splash water from the ocean to you,

And you will do same

And we will play chase on the sand.

When you caught me

We suddenly lie on the sand

As our eyes lock

You will slowly close your eyes and kiss me. 

[iuyay]

the sky is crying

as my heart does

the thunder screaming in my mind.

the truthness that blinding me now

like the dark atmosphere fastly covering the place.

the cold breeze

as my feelings for you now,

the rain suddenly stop,

as my thoughts to give myself another chance

the lighting make me aware

to what will happen

if im not going to take this fold covering my eyes

the whisper of the wind like an angel

advising me what to do.

[iuyay]

RESPECT

must be given to the blogger who post and someone take out the source and make it theirs. 

[iuyay]

time wont be back as our moments. as i buried the treasures we made i pray season will help me forgive. the friendship we build for years never expect it will sink. forgetting you is hard all i wish, the decisions we made will not make us regret. happiness for both of us is all i wanted.

[iuyay]

the blinded eyes hugging the fold of darkness because of the love sacrificing. eyes that tired of the lies seen, the eye bags to remember how heavy to carry the pain, the bangs to hide the experience sealed of shame the circle of the pupil as the earth rotate this is a lesson for tomorrows learning tears of joy will fall. and let eyes tells the brain the light you see is our hope for a brighter beginning..

[iuyay]

the first time you gave me fresh flower

when you were my eighteenth.

one piece of red rose without thorns

as your motives for me.

everyday you create me

a rose out of used paper

for the efforts 

to make my day. 

in our anniversaries, 

you gave me 3 pieces of plastic roses

you never did to gave me a fresh one

coz you want me to know,

that your love is not like a fresh flower

it is undying.. 

[iuyay]

The name I will forever regret.

No matter how I fight the feelings

It still hurts

Why does it returning back itself?

The undisclosed pleasure

Being nightmares on my every sleepiness

Gladly we don’t have that much photographs

And exchanged gifts

That would increase my loneliness

No matter how I take revenge

I always end up missing you

Why we need to be like this?

See each other as strangers now

Our story would be other story to tell

I truly believe that first love is hard to forget and forgive.

If only time could return

I will not let future break us down again.