Sitha's World

Halo... How r u? Sorry, gue baru muncul lagi. Gue baru nulis again. Gue tau lo pada pasti kangen gue kannn? ;) Jujur, please. Gausah gengsi-gengsi gitu ah. Postingan kali ini, gue juga bukan mau nulis. Ya, bukan nulis. Tapi ngetik. Gue kali ini cuma mau nyapa penggemar readers gue. Heyyyy! Senyum dong. Baca blog gue mesti SMILE! "If I get your smile, I don't need flowers." Kamu tau gak kenapa? Karena senyum kamu itu senyum yang paling indah yang pernah aku lihat. Kan kamu juga alasan dibalik senyuman aku. Kalo kamu cemberut, aku gak bisa lihat senyum manis kamu lagi dong? Makanya senyum. Kan kamu gak tau siapa yang jatuh cinta sama senyuman kamu. Eaaaa. Gombal lo, wekssss. -__-

Hey! How are you fans readers? Smile dulu yuk! Hahaha sobet ceria yak-_- Baca blog gue itu harus dalam keadaan happy wkwk. Mesti ceria dehhh! Tapi kali ini gue bukan bahas keceriaan. Postingan kali ini, gue cuma mau menulis apa yang hati gue katakan. Gue mengekspresikan lewat tulisan. Ya, tepatnya di blog ini. Perasaan gue gak seceria burung-burung yang menari di langit. Gak seceria warna pelangi. Gak seceria anak-anak yang bermain di halaman sana. Okesip halaman mana sit?-_- Mungkin di postingan kali ini, gue bakal flashback. Ya, gue tau kita gak seharusnya flashback. Plesbek mulu kapan majunya? *eaakkk. 23 huruf, 3 kata, 1 kalimat: flashback itu menyakitkan. Langsung ke topik aja deh. Jadi, gue udah bagi rapot. Syukurlah nilainya cukup bagus dan rata-rata naik. Gue juga udah naik kelas. Gue juga udah penjurusan. Masuk IPS donggg. Gue milihnya waktu itu IPS soalnya. Walas gue sampe bingung kenapa gue milih IPS-___- H-berapa gitu, guru fisika udah negor gue lagi supa...

Loving him is like driving a new Maserati down a dead-end street Faster than the wind, passionate as sin ending so suddenly Loving him is like trying to change your mind once you're already flying through the free fall Like the colors in autumn, so bright just before they lose it all Losing him was blue like I'd never known Missing him was dark grey all along Forgetting him was like trying to know somebody you never met But loving him was red Loving him was red Touching him was like realizing all you ever wanted was right there in front of you Memorizing him was as easy as knowing all the words to your old favorite song Fighting with him was like trying to solve a crossword and realizing there's no right answer Regretting him was like wishing you never found out that love could be that strong