Make Me See
You can either see too much, or too less. In just 24 hours, I've come to know that I see both.
I see more. I see stuff that I don't want to about people's life. A friend to be exact. I don't want to know such sad endings through my dreams. I would rather them telling me and seeing it with my own eyes to believe it. I guess God is testing me. What should I do? Should I keep it to myself, or should I tell?
But you make me see otherwise. I want you to understand me, but I never seem to want to understand you. Why is that so? That is just unacceptable of me. And now that I realize, I feel sorry for myself, for us, for everything. You taught me things I would never find out on my own. With that, never say that I don't need you, that you're not needed. That is why, I see less.
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hey iminotes!
Whuddup, dear? Is something bothering you? Are you okay? This was quite a.. hmm.. melancholic post? I will see you soon, love!
Tidak sabar, ya!
saya juga tidak sabar! saya tinggal hanya seminggu je lagi! woooooooohoooo.
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