Caterpillars & Leaves
Materialless
"Let the traces of the date in your full eyes. Then I can't find any way out but to fall in love"
mociie
"oh God this is how you make me fall in love"
(my heart was in silence) as I looked at the sky of Surabaya which did not look good to show a single star, for myself tonight.
"I love you with my blindness, and the sincerity of my heart, without me caring who you are"
(that's what I said to the night sky )
every time I throw my rhyme for him .
A message from my heart, a message from all my race to him.
I can't make him friendly slang sentences.
I'm just a weak, fragile man.
Realize I just want her to know "how I need her, because I love her"
but I don't know every thing I feel as if it's broken in front of him.
does he not have a heart?
(that's how I feel in my heart)
"you'll regret it if you love me"
(that's how he told me)
"never cared what you were like and what you were. But this is my race"
(my answer is to him)
"i'm a deformed caterpillar, my lips are cleft. My legs are deformities, my path is not smooth . Will you still love me??"
(tip him to me)
"i've loved you all along without caring about you. And I'll stay the same"
(i told him, with all my blindness)
I never cared about anything no matter what your circumstances were with my strictness.
(as if I wanted to challenge anything that stood in my way)
yes, I was blinded by love, very blind. My sincerity with her is that I want to be willing to die for her, Rela lost everything for her.
He never realized that
"how can you love someone without knowing their form?"
(ask him in a soft heart)
what I know about love is one :
" WITHOUT REASON "
love never knows where she will live
he grew up according to what he wanted,
he exists because of God's grace.
morning waving by noon
"Hi leaves what are you doing?"
(i miss you)
" i'm frying fish with fear"
(surely at the far end)
" fear?, why ?"
(with a sense of curiosity )
" yes I am very afraid of hot oil, from the frying pan "
" god....."
(the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard in my life)
"every day is full, we spend just to exchange news through social media"
yes, I know he will not know my race. And never will care.
But I, from now on, realize I don't care what's in his heart. My race is one. I still love him as sincere as my heart.
"the caterpillar my husband went home"
(in my ear)
" okay ready"
life is beautiful everything's good" there's never a catastrophe.
away from me everything looks wasted"
in the afternoon I asked him to take pictures of the twilight sky with a photo of his hand in the form of love
" leaf, I have one request "
(take him )
" what is it ?. If I can fill it"
(to me)
" picture the afternoon sky with your finger signifying a heart"
(live him )
" okay I'll take a picture "
(the dream )
my heart waits for the photo to be sent . Waiting for a picture of a love sign from him, my wish he did that without me asking
as if he loved me, which he didn't.
a notification appeared on my phone screen
oh it turns out the leaf is sending me a picture
" this is my debt to you, I've got a caterpillar "
(he said to me )
" thank you my leaf"
my smile was wide looking at the picture of her love fingers in the twilight sky,
my tears wish he really loved me.
I edited the pictures he sent me
I added a shadow of my hand nearby,
with the prayer I asked God I wrote beautifully on it
" came to god"
(that's how he told me)
yes, this is the leaf that loves you without expecting your race to be the same for me.
(my spirit in my heart)
Sea, sea,
want me to learn about you who tides never recede, the roar of your waves and hope I link, so that later when torn the screen can be kurajut, and when the perverted eyes of my harbor stoic welcome.
Seriate.......
