dedicated to M.L.J.P.

okay, since i am coward enough just to say my feeling to you.. i will write down the history #eaaa why i adore you, kakak Ambonese. haha

"and i miss the 3rd day of training. i was late that time...in the middle of dance practise...i saw you were teaching them.. I love how your t-shirt looks sweaty. I love when your curly hair looks wet and move following your body move. you dance beautifully, but still, looks so charming at the same time. I do love the way you move, the way you talk, the way you staring at something.. from that time, i know i can't let my eyes far from you. I fall. especially, when you came to me, gentlely asked me, "Ai udah bisa?" With your dark-brown-care-eyed stared at me. Just me that time. And when i answered, "belom." Just me. Just me and you, dance together until i can do it by my self.
I do miss that time.
I love the way you treat me before all of these shit has happened.
I love the way you support me and give me an attention.
I love the way you trust me.
But now, you've changed for several reasons, or i my self that changed a lot ? or life...life that has changed.
really, i do miss that time.
I DO LOVE THAT TIME."

and now ?
it's a different story. i am not a crying baby. i am not that stuck to this crush. i am billionly have a crush.
aaaah... i am relieved... really :')
i am free :)