Accepted

when a man is able to see you through your flaws, that's the time when you can say that he loves you regardless of your apparance.

love, they say, is a game of power and manipulation. often in life, we conceal our weaknesses rather than embrace it as our assets. we pretend, we act, try to fool the world to be accepted. to buy one's feeling. we become someone that we're not. we calculate and plan conversation. everything is arranged and unnatural.

first manipulation leads to satisfaction. first rejection brings pride. lying to our heart, saying that we don't want it. but in fact we do. one lie leads to another, and another, and another. until we are inadequate to bring out the purity of the heart. we lost our identity. we forgot who we are to be loved by someone who doesn't really know who we are.

eternity is about purity. being sincere and true is the essence of the longevity of a relationship. respect and love our own self. because no one will love and respect you if you yourself do not look at yourself as a beautiful creature.

missing

Los Angeles, April 29th 2008
Jakarta, April 30th 2008

dear love,

why do i suddenly feel this heartache, love ?.
feels like a part of your heart is snatched away ..
it hurts ..
tears won't do any better ..
no matter how torrent it bursts ..
is this what they call homesick ?.
i miss you, mes ..
i miss joe ..
i miss the rest of the class ..
i miss 12 Art ..
i miss mr c ..
i miss art room where we get our sketches done ..
i miss singing and dancing until sir boy yelled at us ..
i miss the scent ..
i miss chillin out, killin time doin nothin ..
i miss getting drunk in the middle of the day just because we felt like getting drunk ..
i miss homeroom and assembly ..
i miss waitin for it to be over ..
i miss the aroma of sweat at the 8th floor ..
i miss skipping math period ..
i miss all the things we did ..

i regret taking it for granted ..
i regret praying for it to be over so fast ..
i regret the times that i couldnt be there with you ..


i just realized how far i am from home ..
from a person, a best friend that was and will always be true to me ..
from all the memories ..

depressed ..
miserable ..
cheerless ..
heart broken ..
distressed ..
frazzled ..
soulless ..

sincerely,
meiling

i guess this is goodye

It’s always stunning how something that you wish to happen real soon is right in front of your eyes. It’s that thing that you pray for every night. It’s something you fight for. Something that you yearn for.

Time has come. Waving goodbye to those people that you first met in high school during orientation. Those people who were with you through ups and downs. Those are the people who build you and made you who you are. As much as they feel the hardness to be left, it’s harder for me as the one who is leaving and letting everything and everyone go. No more late night talks, no more coffee latte on a Wednesday afternoon, no more laughing so hard till you cry your eyes out, no more bumping into each other in a mall and be able to see the look in their eyes.

Seconds turned into minute. Minute turned into hour. Hour turned into day. Day turned into month. Month turned into year. Years of bliss, sorrow, success, failure, warmth, cold, experience, break down, friendship and betrayal which are the ingredients of adventure. Those moments are like photographs that will always be there to remind us how far we’ve gone through.

Those pictures remind me of how happy life was back then. It’s not that I’m not happy. Just curious. Will I be able to get the life that I got in a whole new world that I chose to be in?

‘Don’t forget to remember me,’ cry the people that I left behind. Then I said, ’I won’t. I can never forget you.’

Tears. Tears. Tears. Why cry? It’s a new life they say. Is it really? Or is it just a new journey on finding and building who and what you can be? Either way, in life we have to make choices in order to move on and see what lies ahead.

Time will mend this doubtful and weary heart. Time will bring us together again. Time will show who will remember who. Who will be the last person to stand for the person that you love, cherish and respect the most.

I love you all. Forgive me for not being a good friend. Sorry for my uncontrollable behavior. Sorry for those times that I didn’t stand up for you. Sorry for those words that made you cry. Sorry for those act that made you hurt. I thank you for the memories. I thank you for everything. I love you guys, forever and for always.

Liko Sabarani
January 22^nd 2008
21.52 pm Jakarta time
Time to destination: 8.55h
Distance to destination: 7993km