Rabu, 27 Januari 2010

It's a beautiful life

The best 5 days of my life

And there will be more, not only untill the end of time, but untill the heaven strain us together. AMIN.

By the way, our photo never as humble and full of maturity as above.

This ain’t a story of life, it’s a story about love. When human being never understand what it means, never want to be separated anymore, never constrained in space and time. This is a story about physically space splitted two human beings in love apart.

The first day, 17 January 2010, I arrived in the beautiful old city called Yogyakarta, the woman I’ve been in love with, the woman I saved my money for, the woman who deserves anything I got, standing in pain for almost-heart-attack of waiting for several months I’ve been gone. The brown magic woman that made me willing to read so many fuckin boring journals, do my assignments, sacrifice my few lunch, and stand in love.

She caught my eyes, and hugged me in front of so many people who are waiting for their missing one, I kissed her forehead, and we walked under the stare of so many people. Jealousy, ooowh yeah, I could see that in your eyes people, I don’t care. I didn’t bring any baggage, so I was the first one got out from that station, IN HURRY, I MISS HER SOOO MUCH.

All the way down to 22nd of January, things never been this beautiful before. Unless the time we were together back to my “transition” time off course. To make the story shorter, we made the culinary adventure as Yogyakarta is the heaven of food, starts from nasi kucing untill SNACK as expensive as Rp. 95,000.00. Anddd....I got The Lost Symbol...hhehehe.

Just like Hayley said in Let This Go, I’ll never let this go. This is my path, this is my avenue, this is where I found that I do something not for my solely self purpose. So, my definition of love is when you feel you’re nothing untill somebody loves you.

This separation will lead us stronger.

Comeback to Kuala Lumpur, hate to say it, but my life feels empty. No concert in the next two months. Part-suck-time job is waiting. Assignments await, which is the only one I’m excited to do. OK, maybe two, along with photography workshop commitee. However, thanks God, for stretching me this far, I do believe You have the best plan for me, for her, for all of us. I do.

NB:

  • Paramore sings on my ear “this heart, it beats, beats for only you, my heart is yours.”
I got my ticket for April. The other mission to accomplish....Yeeah!!