Monday, February 24, 2014

The Ocean

I want to go see the ocean
And tell him how much I miss him

Not so long time ago we were sitting there side by side,
and all things about love has been figured out

Now the heart is empty again

But the ocean is still there
Sings to me from faraway, about love that never finds a way

So I wanna tell him that love is never be the same
I might find another love, some other times
But it'll never be the same

So I pack my bag
With plan to come back
Bring my copy of love
And show it to the rest of the world

A month.. A year..
And now I'm here
But the ocean is still there

So I pack again
With no plan to come back
Two years.. Three years..
And the ocean is still there..

Wednesday, February 19, 2014


Today, a year ago
If only I knew that I was gonna lost you
I will hug you tight and not letting you go
Come here and kiss me once again
And you'll see that you love me so
I know that you love me so

Tomorrow, I don't know if I will regret what I've said
But tonight, I'm letting you know how I love you so
Kiss me
And just love me once again
Love me a year or so
And you'll see that you love me so
That you love me so

-a lyric-
People are not afraid to try. People afraid to loose then they gave up trying.

The city where everything walks slower.

Bandung is not just a city. But I know some of you won’t understand, cause you don’t live there for 10 years or so. Bandung is a history, it’s a memory and it’s magic. When you open your window and all you get are wind blows and all your eyes see are trees. That is my view for over last four years of my life there. When you go all the way down Ciumbuleuit Street and spent tons of laughs with your best friends. The best part is when the nights comes, I could just go across the street cause right in front of my boarding house there is this mini bar where my friends and I could talk about everything like we know everything and we are the smartest groups on earth and have the brightest future ahead. You have no idea how many problems have been solved by the beers that bar sold.

Morning in Bandung is also the best part. To be very honest I didn’t take any shower for some of my morning classes cause it was too freezy breezy. I just grabbed my books and ran a little. Outside, all the trees and winds were waiting. It’s like going to college in Norwegia or somewhere in Scandinavia land, although I’ve never been to any of it, but it is something like that, I promise you. And at certain times, all flowers of trees at the left and right side of Cipaganti Street are fallen off. It’s like fall along the road. If you never sit at the back of a motorcycle, stretch your arms as wide open as you can and take as many winds as your lungs able to gather, then you never know what happiness for me is.

The fact is I never miss a city like I always miss this one. And I think, if you never hold someone’s hand in this city just to fooling around, you’re never be in love..