Friday, January 21, 2011

She is... ANTIQUE.

She is just a simple girl...

She doesn't like waking up in the morning.
So on holiday, she loves to get underneath the blanket (again) after taking her morning bath.
And yes! She’ll continue sleeping.


She is addicted to coffee and ice cubes.
The mixture of both, she loves it! Strangely, she sleeps well even though she drinks lots of coffee.
And she can eat all ice cubes in this living world. It's a hot day, gloomy, or even rainy, she will still love to eat those ice cubes.


She loves her precious little treasure, her DVDs.
She can spend her whole day, stay in her room watching tons of DVD. It's heaven enough for her.


She loves rainy day.
Rain helps pumping up her writing mood.
But she hates rainy day if she has to be outside. Because it'll ruin her mood, her clothes, her make-up and definitely her hair.LOL!


She loves sitting near a window.
She can feel the wind kicking her face and blowing her hair.


She loves cooking her own snack.
Unfortunately, she needs her good mood if she wants to cook.
No mood no cook.


She is far from easy going.
Don't put your big hope that she'll be such an extrovert. She is not. She prefer to stay quiet especially around new people.
Don’t ask her to babble if you just knew her for a while. Because she can’t do it.
But her family and best friends know exactly how fussy she is.


She loves writing.
When someone breaks her heart, she writes. It's her special way of letting go all of the breaking.
When someone touches her heart, she writes. It’s her own way in thanking those who touch her heart.


She loves music.
But don't ask her to play any musical sheet. She already give up.
She rather sing along or dancing with the music. As long as nobody hear or see her. She prefers to do it alone.
Music is one of her best friend that she can’t live without. Whenever. Wherever. Whatever.


She loves her family.
Her family is another description of her heaven on earth.
She learns that when people disappoint her and throw her down, her family was one of the two that stay.
Hold her tight so she can bravely face it. Hug her so she knows that they never left her.
She learns it the hard way.


She loves her best friends.
They just know when something wrong going on her. They’ll do lots of thing just to make her smile again in those days full of tears.
They always have the time to accompany her mocking those who hurt her.
For her, they're the true bond even without blood.


She doesn't like people who try to get near her just when they needed.
When they need her, they sweet talk her. They talk a lot, like they know her so well. The truth, they know nothing about her.
When they don't need her anymore, they suddenly gone.
That’s the most thing that they don’t know about her. She hates that kind of people.


She is God's creation. No copy of her. Only one and it’s her.
Every day God remind her that she is so damn special. God just never creates another her. Another ANTIQUE kind of her.

You and Your Music

Despite all the different thing about you that people keep on talking,

I love you for the music in you.

It's the only reason that I need to love you more, more and more.

Your music is your words

Keep on talking as much as I keep on listening to you.

Your music is your faith

Keep on believing as much as I keep on believe in you

Your music is your love

Keep on sharing the love as much as I keep on loving you.

It's you.

It's your music.

It's what I love the most.

 

 

 

(KSSD - 20012011)

Wednesday, January 12, 2011

Music.

She is not a great pianist

Because she hates reading all the jumpy notes in the music partitur

Nor a talented singer

Because she'll definitely faint in front of the crowd

She's just......

someone who love music!

 

It lets her sing and dance along, alone in the room

Not worrying people's attention

It sedates her ups and downs mood

Because somehow, it has its own way

to make her smile when she cry

to calm her when she got the temper.

It helps her kick out all the madness inside

Just turn it out loud and she'll satisified enough.

It pumps up her writing mood

One word of the lyric can easily lead her to something.

 

Tears or laughs..

Sad or mad or even happy.

It accompanies her

whenever..wherever..whatever..

that's why...

she just love music

PERIOD

Saturday, December 18, 2010

back to you

I've been falling for people

I've been attacked by hundreds of butterflies

But it always end up the same

It always end up back to you

It always end up me putting another hope

Not on them, it's on you

Is it falling for you?

or is it failing to get rid of you?

Around you, I forget what is falling

Because you never let me fall

You always there to keep me straight

Around you, I know I can trust you

Even with no reason

Somehow I just know, I can trust you

Around you, I just know I want you

I want you to stay

Around you, I just know I fail

I fail to ignore you

One thing that I don't know

I don't know yours

I trust YOU.

As much as all the people who feel upset, me too

I felt like yelling all kind animal to them

shouting my anger to them

But, it won't change anything

Even worse, I make my self no different than them

Maybe I can't be in the front line

But I still have my pray

I still believe HE never fall asleep

I know HE is watching

I know HE never let us alone

Even just for a second

To Your hands I give it all, God

I trust YOU.

Monday, December 6, 2010

Terserah

Lakukan sampai kau puas

Lakukan semua yang kau inginkan

Yang hatimu ingin perbuat

Aku gerah

Aku menepi lelah

Aku habis amarah

Menangis pun terlalu susah

Airmataku menggenang

tapi hatiku terlanjur mengeras

Karna tahu kau tak juga akan jera

apalagi terpikirkan untuk menyerah

Tak perlu lagi kau menghindar

Tak akan lagi aku menyindir keras

Karna kini semua...TERSERAH

Kini kau.... BEBAS!!

Friday, November 19, 2010

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I must be crazy now

I might dream too much

But I do miss you

 

I must be crazy now

I might dream too much

But I do want you around

 

But the moment I realize

I can't move

I don't have the courage

Just like hundreds of times before

Just like days ago when you're so close

 

I wish I could whisper you

I wish I could tell you

Words that I keep holding inside

 

Should've looked at you in the eyes

And tell you everything

Cause by now I know this feeling

I know it's there

I know it's true

I know it's still you