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Kepada Senja, Aku sisipkan tatapan nanar saat memandangmu Aku selalu sampaikan harapan yang mungkin memberatkan Aku selalu mencintai yang bukan kamu Dan aku selalu menunggu gugurmu Kepada Senja, Yang indah namun terkhianati Aku meminta maaf atas nama diri dan egoku Setulus tulusnya Sebagaimana kamu mencintai gelap setelahmu Kepada Senja, Untuk cantikmu yang tidak pernah diabaikan orang Terimakasih karena ketulusan pesonamu Terimakasih sedalam dalamnya Sebagaimana kamu menjaga keagungan bulan diantaramu dan gelap setelahmu.

“I hardly recognized the girl you are today And, God, I hope it's not too late” lost-MichaelBuble  In the past 2 years I met bunch of people. They come Then go. Some people come back Some are literally gone. Some people can easily help, some cant move without benefit. Some stays Some cant. Some trust Some don’t. And those are totally okay. Because you are not alone, if you are shitty you will be with 200000000+++ people around the world. And if you are good you will be with the rest of this universe. I ever being trusted; being dumped; being stabbed; being friended; unfriended; invited; uninvited; being understood; being spoken up and shut; being loved then left And if you want to know more complicated thing I ever being followed and unfollowed; shared and unshared; being in an inner circle and being dropped out. Hahahaha Then again, That’s just a phase. What I’m trying to say here is: I ever felt so much pain in life. I ever am