My father is the most i love. If allowed to be exchanged, I want to swap my whole life to make him live again. But my dad would also say the same thing to God. He always sacrificed everything for me, my life.
Back then, I loved him only through this heart, from now on i'll love through all this life. Every breath, every tear, every smile, every praying and dream which will be come true, i dedicate them for him, instead of the day, that may not be real with me since he had passed.
"I want to die "
Sometimes i really want to do that.
But sometimes i also try to understand, that by my death, my father would never return. But when I'm alive, my father will live on, through the blood flowing in my body, through his praying that would make my dreams come true, through the strength that gives laugh and happiness to the whole of my family.
Minggu, 04 Juli 2010
Kamis, 18 Februari 2010
Flying In The Wind
I were a leaf that is carried by the wind.
I turn around to follow, as if a rope connecting my body with him. Since i followed that "wind" , I was not cautious. Sometimes I fall to the ground bacause of its moving. When i ve been fell, it is moist and difficult to re-fly. Also sometimes I drift into a big tree. Yea, it hurts, like hell. But i ll be fascinated by its beauty and i would still be pleased to fall and get hit. What so ever the risk, the pain, i love to beeing fly in the "wind". I am not blind, I see, I feel how the "wind" gives me that pain and tears. But i just let myself close my eyes, follow the wind.
Is it false ? according to some people, they ll say " No, it is not false. "
Because when the "wind" is coming, it can not be denied. The "wind" would just moving, then we just take off, if we let it, maybe we'll get to a comfortable prairie, feel happy and comfy there. But when the "wind" was barren, this "wind" could also bring us into the desert without water, and difficult to return.
If from a distance you've felt that the "wind" barren or you suddenly see the parched, just leave the "wind", although you have to be waiting for another "wind" to come. Stop at the place where it is comfy enough to beeing a shelter. Better you leave that "wind" before the desert eliminates your chance to return into fresh praire. Believe me, there is so many, many "wind" that you may choose then, that will make you fly with, into a praire.
Dont be afraid, honey :) when you need to take a shelter, use your time wisely to beautify you texture or playing with the other leaves. If you have been flying in the "wind" , you would miss that act.
Senin, 08 Februari 2010
graduation day
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