Sabtu, 02 Februari 2013

A Letter

A few days ago, for some reason can not stop no sense to write it and submit it. It's not more than anything, is not so important and not expect anything. This is just a reminder that the sudden disturbing. Do not know where and where this will end.

Maybe, I was starting in High School and extracurricular red cross. The period where never know what it's called love, what love and a sense of love or a sense of need to have to be exact. When love, there is a sense that it should have, and try to do a variety of ways to get it. Not that it makes the object of goods, human remains as objects and indeed human, precisely MEN. What woman does not like a man who comes out his hand and treat it nicely, although it's funny if you think about. Because this time, the usual things that do not mean anything in any event. 

As it was there was a quiz show in the evening when in HMPS. Even day-to-day activities at HMPS than follow the race and playing with friends, the rest look at him and even wanted to steal his attention. What else saw the uniform KSR. Always groomed. His guitar playing. That could make this woman not fall in love. A week after returning from the HMPS. The memory of it was Sunday morning, He was active was reading a book in the hostel. Room numbers diingatan vague. The time at which first time dared to contact via sms and a week later have called a dating relationship and a month later had a relationship called a former girlfriend and until January was called Friends Cyber ​​reason a relationship is to help become a better man, a true word- completely obscured by time. Reason month later with former status was unclear. This time the reason is vague because there is only the last word. Women Making Men in the evening as former chemical test results are 100 points to a state of chaos and awake all night. I do not know how much time passed until it is no hope anymore. At the end of the end of high school, one that is not vague sentence is possible if school together at the venue. July, flew to the city and the subject is moving November pigtails to the right. During that status Cyber ​​Friends or even a friend or not clear what it was. All went to their respective lives. 

Those days ago at the end in December, one thing I know. The power to apply for a job at a college, so strong even 2 weeks more thought to apply or not until the file is sent. Calls have been received but the approval is not obtained for the work. And a few days later without knowing the man stumbled past there. Suddenly wondering if it might work will be met or not? Meeting not only dreamed of a shared hope. After knowing it, many memories of the past that appears includes a word 'Love'. Now realized what the feeling of the past. If that is not love and not love but Love and consumers want. There was supposed to be the name of love or affection like that, crying, awake all night even hoped to return in hopes so. But it could have feelings Ikhlas is to do Happy and accept the situation. And the other thing to realize is not all preferred the spirit of someone who should have but enough to be able to feel happiness. Experiencing happiness and give sincerity as much encouragement. 

Now in a different lot to learn and a mature woman who is not fully grown. One thing that really is not mature is to go and get away, including trying to forget, the reason college in Yogyakarta one of them and eventually be forgotten rather than forgetting. The man with the white coat has a shady smile that exudes a sincerity and happiness in him and around him. The man who taught a sincere life. Thank you.