I don’t understand why I had to meet you… I just don’t understand why, of all girls, I had to fall for you. Till now, as I sit close to the dinding with eyes brimming with tears, I hate that moment I caught your eyes. Sharp like an eagle’s stare, anda pierced me and settled selamat, peti deposit keselamatan in my heart.
Funny, it is I blame you, when I know it’s my fault, like anda said, to have fallen for you. ‘What would I do, if anda loved me?’ anda berkata on a fine evening when the sun started slowly to slip beneath the horizon.
anda made a mistake too… If I knew how to love, it’d be because of you. It’s true that I saw my own self, when I looked into your eyes… And when I tried to reach for you, I found my own hati, tengah-tengah hidden within you.
‘I’ve had enough; don’t ever try to come behind me,’ anda berkata walking away. And as anda walked toward the setting sun, I found my life darken slowly, ever slowly. How can anyone ever live without his own heart, his own soul? How would anda feel when your own shadow was restrained from following you?
As she walked away from me, I saw nothing, heard nothing, felt nothing. I bowed my head and fell down to my knees, as my hati, tengah-tengah fell on the ground and shattered into pieces.
Still, anda were walking away from me, not casting a single glance back at me, as I melted away under your feet.
Why did anda have to be so sweet to me? Sweeter than honey, anda seized me saving me from my ignorance, complex and fear. When anda were in my arms, I felt nothing but pleasure. As if the entire universe started to spin under my control. As if I am the king of the world.
I long for those memories, baby, when I thought I almost had you. I crave for those moments when anda smiled at me every time anda saw me. I knew I owned you, and I felt like a Victorious king. I knew I had you, the most valuable possession; I was ready to give up anything – my breath, my life, my soul, my heart.
And now there anda were, walking away, taking away all the life left in me. I was wrong, wasn’t I? anda are my life, my breath, my soul, my heart, and losing anda would mean losing everything.
And now I sit against the wall, my head buried within my legs wondering why I had to meet you, of all!