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Memories

I love it...............

...how you always smiled, called me with correct name, said "hi", and tried to make simple conversations everytime we met, though we hadn't known each other quite well yet by that time.
...how you sat in front of me that night, and told me that physical beauty is not all girl's feature that guys see.
...how you always smell fresh and nice, no matter how hot the city is by that day.
...when you were awaken early in the morning by my text, and still replied it.
...when you called me in the middle of the night just to tell me that you won the basketball game.
...when your eyes met mine while we were playing the music.
...when you pulled me slowly so that I won't be crushed by a car.
...how you apologized, only for not winning the game.
...when you said that you're tired at that nite, but you still want to chat with me.
...when you held my point fingers that night, while we were watching Kung Fu Panda.
...when you said that we could just be together.
...how you kissed my forehand everytime we got to separate.
...that you laughed over me stealing your photos on Friendster.
...how you apologized, only because we had the trouble of going out like normal couples.
...that you shared your dreams, and wishes, and ambitions, to me.
...when you excitedly telling me all developments you've gained in pursuing your dreams.
...how you're addicted over motorcycles and jazz and percussion.
...that you knocked my rent-house every week, so that we could have a chat, even only for an hour or two.
...when you helped me to do my projects (it resulted me an A, you know :D)
...when you kissed my forehead and cheek for the very first time.
...how you've always been tried to be honest to me, no matter how hurtful that confession is.
...that you slept on my lap on the way back to Cikarang.
...how we laughed on the phone every night for about three or four hours, and disturbing my housemates.
...how you always took me to Padang restaurant because I'm addicted to it.
...when you woke Gaby up by throwing pillow at her.
...that you always let the music play while we were sleeping.
...when we were on phone while watching movies, so it feels as if we were watching it together.
...that you cleaned my cracked nail-polish.
...that you let me to paint your nails, and even let me to take the picture of you after.
...that you let me know your family and love them.
...how your family are all so open n kind to anyone, including me.
...that you dare hugging me in front of your friends.
...that you kissed me by that noon, told me that you missed me, danced me slow and tried to take the picture of us (though it failed).
...how you insisted to accompany me going back to Cikarang, even though it means that you have to go to Jakarta very early in the morning by the next day.
...how you always listened to every story I've told you, no matter how unimportant it is.
...how you always respond to every "I love you" I've said to you.
...that you always ensure me that you're with me, every time I doubt about your willingness to be with me.
...that we have our very own language (labu tomat, Bebek, Ayam) that no one would ever understand when they listen.
...when you made me all worried by not giving any words for about 3 to 4 hours, by purpose.
...that you let me to have Bandit :)
...when you were shocked every time I lost something (indeed I am clumsy.. I'm so sorry about that).
...that you support me wholefully when I doubt even myself, in the whole internship thing.

...and the fact that all I know for sure, is that I am in love with you, with no certain reason why, and indeed I don't know how to stop.

*A year and a month, these are all the memories I could ever recall and write down. I'll add some more later when I managed to remember all the leftovers.
Thank you so very much for these memories.. Wish you could remember all these the way that I do, too :)...

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