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One Last Time

an idea: you are a bulletproof girl. Amanda Beth is a common girl, like many common girls. She's being loved by everyone and being hate by some people, too. Amanda is a high school girl with even lower average skills. We have to admit not everyone's smart and not everyone have to be good. So, Amanda gets into a genk, so tho she's stupid, she is saved, not being in bully around the school. She's one of the bully. But, that's not her. Whenever her bad friends are leaving her alone, she's trying to be friend with the bullied ones. She's helping the victims like in ninja ways. As I told you before, she's being loved by everyone, too, right? Amanda is helping them with spreading good things about them rather than against her own friends when the bullying's around. She's doing that for win-win solution and seriously, no ones really feel bad about it. Everyone needs her, but inside of Amanda, she thinks herself as a coward. who thinks
Do you know why it's hard to say goodbye? Because we afraid if our memories might not be able to remember them, rightly. The fact is, goodbye means good. No matter how hard.
~Aurora Esterlia

Questions

Who can answer this question? To whom should I ask? Where does all this puzzle come from? Should I look for the answer? Can I wait for a time to answer? Would I finally find that answer?

Edward and Me

Last night We were just friends.

Cry

At the one of room 1614 should have two guests but I am alone. Play a mellow tune to set the mood, my body is weak and hurt on feelings. If I am not sentimental I would become as devil so here I pour them all. A gold is not silent but silent is punishment. The threat of my existance. I want to jump. Jump to the cliff and end the whole story all over again. A whole blackhole and no end. No more end. Just more enemies. What would path of escape can I get? Where is the comfort? Where is my promise? I love for what future? 

Wait

"Come on. We are going to be late!" He is about to meet with his friends. But he seems nervous.  I am nervous. He needs to get back to his room. "What else do you look for?" "I am looking for something. Maybe you should go on first?" That time I actually walked few steps from him but suddenly it devastated me.  And,  I stop. "I will wait for you." Then, he keeps busy with his searching,  "Alright. Just wait for me." he said. He then found what he got and shouts, "Let's go! " he put his hand on my hip.  But it does not discomfort me. I lingered my hand on his back. "I know you are going wait for me." "I won't hesitate." The more I think about this dream he was my soulmate. My mind wants to tell me I might have found him. He was close to me. Yet, I just need to wait. One last time. Every day.