Color Splash

I wondered if anda could hear my hati, tengah-tengah in your sleep,
Recognize the smell of my skin in your dreams,
Touch my lips when anda wake up,
And whisper in my ears while I sleep.

I pondered all that as anda fell asleep to my heartbeat,
Breathing softly on my chest with one of your hands still feeling me.
And when I wake up it was your lips,
atau maybe it's all just a dream.

But when I declared "I Cinta you",
I could feel your lips at my ear,
Whispering the sweet melody,
Of everything I ever wanted to hear.

So my uncle told me this joke and I HAD to post it:

So two blondes walk into a bar and sit at the counter. They order drinks, high five, and yell "Three months!" They finish their drinks and repeat.
The bartender is curious and asks, "What does 'three months' mean?"
One blonde explains. "You see, we bought a puzzle and it berkata on the front '3-6 years', but we finished it in three months!"

Got to be the dumbest blondes on earth!

Lalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalalala.

Have anda ever just stood there looking into angkasa wondering why its not anda who has the pretty face people say your ugly and just dont belong but they cant tell anda who to do be your face is not right atau wrong your pretty in your own way its not them who makes your hari be happy for who anda are your pretty within your hati, tengah-tengah and soul anda have happy self control anda only get once chance at life anda happiness has no price stay the way anda are no body can tell anda who to be.

(hello people i am lebih happy now ok so i did another poem and it was actualy happy this time)