괜찮아

You’re standing on a road that can’t be seen
It’s hard for you to take even one step forward
I’m here, warm and ready to understand you
You need someone to lean on when you’re feeling lonely

Patah hati gue sebagai siswi SMA

1 kata respon buat judulnya "Halah."

Dari judulnya, ketauan banget kan ya kalo ini flashback, jadi ya.. ini emang flashback, hehe.

Jadi ceritanya waktu itu salah seorang temen dari dunia maya tanya ke gue via whatsapp, “apasih arti baper?”

Baper itu bawa perasaan, bisa dikategorikan iri, suka, ngambek dan hal-hal yang berkenaan dengan perasaan. Termasuk patah hati.

Crazy

Think I don’t need a watch to tell the time
Think I don’t need the sun to help me shine
Think I don’t need a guy to be alright

Happy Birthday to me

2 hari yang lalu, usia gue genap 18 tahun. Gak nyangka, waktu cepet banget berlalunya. Kayak masih ngerasa baru aja ngerayain 17 tahunan eh sekarang udah 18. Kayak baru aja kemaren masuk TK eh sekarang udah lulus SMA, hm

Layang-layang

Dijual layang-layang

Datang anak kecil menghampiri riang

Dibawanya pergi ke tanah lapang

Menerbangkan pada angin yang berhembus kencang

Tarik, ulur, tarik, ulur tertawa senang

Tak kenal waktu hingga petang menghadang

About Her Tears

Seorang wanita sedang menangis pilu

Di temani alunan musik instrumental lembut

Pikirannya kacau, pikirannya kalut

Terbayang pada angan yang membelenggu

Kisah Cinta Yang Bertepuk Sebelah Tangan

Siang itu matahari nampak begitu terik

Saat yang sama pula mataku menangkap wajahmu

Terbalut air yang sesekali menetes jatuh

Tak henti

Aku terpaku

Menatapmu

You!

Hi you. yes you!

I want you to know that I like you. I know, I may not be a pretty girl. I may not be a smart girl. I may not be a funny girl who can make you smile or laugh everytime. I may not be a rich girl who can buy all the things you like (wait what? did I think that you're matrealistic...). I may not be cool enough for you. Can't play guitar, can't even sing. and I know, I'm not your type.

Do you ever think about me? Like the way I do?

It hurts when you told me about her. Seriously, I hated it, but I can't tell you that I don't like it. I'm just afraid that you'll think that I'm so annoying or something like that. I'm just afraid if you'll change and won't to be my friend again. I'm just afraid 

;I like you. Seriously I do. I don't know why. I just don't care what the reason is. I know it'd never be me whatever I do. I know it's impossible for me to know you much more. Same as my dreams of seeing you, talking with you, being with you and all the other thing that I could ever imagine about you