1000 alunan simfoni mengalun difikiranku, menjadi back sound ditiap skenario imajinasiku, alunan petikan biola menyuarai sedihnya hati ini, sedihnya hati membayangkan skenario terindahku dan dirinya, could it be possible ? Could it be a reality, BOOM! Suara drum mengembara menyadarkan saya dalam imajinasi saya, "skenario yang salah" fikirku. Alunan petikan gitar mengiringi perih hati ini, setiap diksi yang kugunakan dalam skenario imajinasi ini membuatnya dramatis, bagaikan hamparan kertas begitu katanya "tidak" ini harus lebih dramatis "baik, saya akan tetap menunggu, how's that?". Ah ternyata hati diam-diam mengamati pergelutan otak, diam-diam menyeruak. "Katanya ingin dramatis" "saya siapkan yang ironis"begitu kata hati. apa? Menunggu siapa? Menunggu apa? "Halah, skenario macam apa ini, km jelas tau apa yang ditunggu, dan siapa yg ditunggu" hati lalu nyinyir.
Skenario terburuk yg saya alami, dramatis-ironis. Sudahlah matikan saja 1000 simfoni suara biola dan suara gitar. Kata dramatis-ironis pun sudah cukup jadi back soundnya. Back sound hidup saya, pejamkan mata, pikirkan dramatis-ironis, otomatis akan muncul rangkaian not-not kehidupan saya yang bernada galau,.cukup klise bukan? Nada-nada galau tapi cukup indah asal kita pejamkan mata scukupnya. Ini kisah skenario ku tercipta, bukan kisah kumenunggumu, jangan bahagia dulu.
Wednesday, June 20, 2012
Kamu itu Indah
Kamu, aku trlalu merindukanmu, terlalu mengagumimu, menyayangimu.
Kamu, aku slalu ingin tahu kabarmu, baik-baik sajakah kamu?
Kamu, yang tak pernah letih mengunjungi mimpiku, menemaniku dalam imajinasiku,
Kamu, yg tak pernah hadir dalam realita, tak pernah temani tawa
Kamu, aku selalu menyayangimu, wlau aku slalu mengelak aku tahu aku menyayangimu
Kamu, dosa trindah.
Kamu, aku slalu ingin tahu kabarmu, baik-baik sajakah kamu?
Kamu, yang tak pernah letih mengunjungi mimpiku, menemaniku dalam imajinasiku,
Kamu, yg tak pernah hadir dalam realita, tak pernah temani tawa
Kamu, aku selalu menyayangimu, wlau aku slalu mengelak aku tahu aku menyayangimu
Kamu, dosa trindah.
Ironic
Here is a story about a girl, who love and hurt too much.
She loves him too much, though he hurts her
She loves him too much, she keeps waiting
She loves him too much, she never know how to stop
She loves him too much, she doesn't care about the risk
She loves him too much, she hurts the one who love her
She loves him too much, she never care that she's being used
She loves him too much, she always pray
She loves him too much, she never give up on her feeling
She loves him too much, though it hurtful she keeps happy
She loves him too much, she doesn't even care how he destroy her routine
She loves him too much, that he thank god he can love someone this much
She loves him too much, she sacrifices her life
She loves him too much, though he hurts her
She loves him too much, she keeps waiting
She loves him too much, she never know how to stop
She loves him too much, she doesn't care about the risk
She loves him too much, she hurts the one who love her
She loves him too much, she never care that she's being used
She loves him too much, she always pray
She loves him too much, she never give up on her feeling
She loves him too much, though it hurtful she keeps happy
She loves him too much, she doesn't even care how he destroy her routine
She loves him too much, that he thank god he can love someone this much
She loves him too much, she sacrifices her life
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