From SB: To The Crush

Some friends you grow to love in ways more than friendly, but that doesn't necessarily mean they'll feel the same way or reciprocate. And yet, there's always that tension between the two of you, but it's not meant to be anything but an almost almost. This is to my own Almost Almost, whom I will probably never shake off, no matter how hard I try. 

Kamu tidak pernah menjadi kekasihku,
Kamu  mengata yang itu bukan untukmu,
Hanya sahabat yang kurang memberi waktu,
Perasaanku kamu tak akan tahu.

Betapa mendalam ku mencintaimu,
Betapa ku ingin kamu berada di sisiku,
Di dalam kegelapan malam yang sunyi,
Ku mengharap kamu akan membuat telefon ku berbunyi.

Sudah berbulan kami tak berjumpa,
Saya tidak tahu di mana kamu berada,
Senyumanmu kadang kala bermain di minda,
Teringatku kepadamu yang suka berjenaka.

Tawamu ku mendengar lagi,
Dan ku merasa duka di hati,
Kepadamu hatiku tergari,
Tetapi kita tidak akan menjadi.

Walaupun begitu, ku tetap mencintaimu,
Sehingga hari-hari terakhir ku di dunia,
Walaupun hatimu bukan milikku,
Ku akan mencintaimu selamanya.

- SB
10.26pm, 5th October 2015
Ghetto HQ

SB is a conflicted soul of sorts, who is mad enough to go chase after what she really loves as opposed to conform to society and her mother's idea of a successful person. She prays she makes it in life, because she will not be able to tolerate the nagging that would follow if she doesn't. Her inspiration comes from everything around her, as well as made up situations in her head. Good luck distinguishing between the two. 

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