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Boy, do you ever make me feel some kinda way ... 🤦♂️ ... 🥺🥴👉👈

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Surat untukmu..
Semalam, saya bermimpi melihat namamu di layar hp saya, karena kaget dan terbangun saya lihat hp saya jam 01.24 am saya membuka semua aplikasi saya dan tidak menemukan namamu selain di kontak. sedih, ternyata bener cuma mimpi.
untukmu, seseorang yang selalu ku rindukan..
orang bilang, people come and go but the best will stay. that’s life tapi aku tidak pernah membayangkan bahwa orang yang harus pergi adalah dirimu. apakah itu tandanya kau bukan salah satu yang terbaik untukku? ataukah aku tidak cukup baik untuk membuatmu bertahan dalam hidupku?
untukmu , seseorang yang akan selalu ada di hatiku...
orang bilang, semua akan baik-baik saja, semua akan berlalu dan berganti dengan kebahagiaan aku jadi bertanya-tanya apakah kau bahagia disana? apakah boleh aku berbahagia tanpamu? apakah bisa kita bahagia bersama ?
untukmu, seseorang yang berharga dalam hidupku...
orang bilang, setiap manusia memiliki kelebihan dan kekurangan jadi terima saja. lalu apakah aku salah tidak menerima kekuranganmu? lalu apakah aku salah menuntut kelebihan dari dirimu? aku pernah membayangkan andai saja kita memang benar bisa saling menerima kelebihan dan kekurangan kita.
untukmu, seseorang yang selalu ku sebut dalam doaku...
orang bilang, tidak ada salahnya memaafkan walaupun maaf tidak selalu menyelesaikan masalah apakah kau mau memaafkanku? apakah aku bisa memaafkanmu ?
untukmu, seseorang yang selalu ku inginkan...
apakah kau masih akan percaya jika aku mengatakan aku menyayangimu? apakah kau akan percaya jika aku mengatakan kau akan selalu menjadi harta berharga dalam hidupku? apakah kau akan percaya jika aku mengatakan aku ingin minta maaf dan memaafkanmu? mungkin iya mungkin juga tidak. aku pun ragu apakah aku masih bisa dipercaya atau tidak. yang jelas,sekarang aku sadar ternyata memaafkan diri sendiri jauh lebih sulit daripada memaafkan oranglain.
"He loved her in silence, not because his heart wasn’t strong, but because his doubts always felt stronger."
Your name is heavy on my tongue, And over your grave I drooled, But under your headstone I weep- creating endless seas in your name, The void of you haunts me, A shadow that grips my every day, A dream forever unfulfilled.
180619 •MartesNublado
Mitad de año como tú dijiste; Duermes a mi lado y casi puedo sentir el dolor y tristeza que sientes, lo irradias desde tu interior. La verdad es que no se que hacer, eres mi adiccion lastimosa, te amo pero al mismo tiempo no me caes bien, no se si esta es una etapa de esta relación o solo estamos desgastando nuestros cariños el uno al otro.
Te amo, me importas y te quiero ver feliz, pero por lo que veo no eres feliz aquí.
El día se nubla con cada segundo qué pasa mientras tu silueta única está frente a mis pupilas, viendo pasar el tiempo y mi vida.
Ya no se si mis caricias te forman o te destruyen, ya no se si te hago mal o te hago bien...
yo mismo,
cabizbajo,
me pongo en duda si esto va girando por el camino que tiene que ser.

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eu queria que ficasse tudo bem e você voltasse a ser meu motivo,pra eu pensar em você dar um sorrisão ao invés de chorar...
Its 7:22 am. I haven't slept and you're on my mind. I miss you.. i miss smiling and laughing at 3 am. Laughing so hard i was crying and my stomach hurts. Your name feels wrong on my tongue now.. seeing your name pop up on his screen makes me jealous. How pathetic i am. To know you want to say sorry to me.. breaks me. I want you to say it i want to have you back. I want to know that the 6 years i spent watching you change and staying in touch didn't mean nothing. I still care. Even though you hurt me. Even though you were probably cross faded when you told him all that. Spilling it out like a confessional then asking to forget all of it. I thought i was past it.. i thought i was okay. But i miss you. I worry about your health.. your safety.. i worry because i care. I still have the messages we exchanged on here on and off for years.. i still have our facebook chats. I still can remember your face. I still have the tumblr conversation where you told me you didnt want to talk to me again.. but i still want to be around you. I miss it. I miss you. I miss our long conversations.. i miss your silly energetic personality. Your intelligence. Your spunk. I miss the days we talked about meeting in real life. How we talked about living for the snow and the leaves in fall. I miss knowing you never judged me. Though all of my mistakes. You never judged me. I know you wouldn't judge me for crying right now like a baby. I miss you. You wont ever see this. But i miss you Gavin.