Archive for the ‘Lovelife’ Category
“Sunlight and strawberry bubble gum”
Notes: Occasionally, gw ngepost lirik lagu2 yang gw suka. Biasanya adalah lagu2 super favorit yang ga bakal bosen sepanjang masa. Berhubung doi gak spontaneously romantic (kebanyakan mikir ah, kamu), jadi gw aja yang ngambil inisiatif: Lagu yang satu ini, gw angkat sebagai theme song jatuh cinta bulan ini. Because,
’A successful marriage requires falling in love many times, always with the same person’ (Mignon McLaughlin)
You’re so delicious. You’re so soft, sweet on the tip of my tongue. You taste like sunlight and strawberry bubble gum. You bite my lip, you spike my blood. You make my heart beat faster.
Own me, you own me, rattle my bones. You turn me over and over. Till I can’t control myself. Make me a liar, yeah, one big disaster uh. You make my heart beat faster. Uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh uh
It’s the way you swell, slow. Pushing right out of your seams. It’s the way you smile, baby. When you’ve got me on my knees. Your all night noise, your sirens howl. You make my heart beat faster.
Own me, you own me, rattle my bones. You turn me over and over. Till I can’t control myself. Make me a liar, yeah, one big disaster uh. You make my heart beat, faster. Uh uh uh uh uh uh
Cause I jump, I crash, I crawl. I beg, I steal, I fall, oooo. Yeah you own me. You make my heart beat faster, faster. Faster, faster. I can’t get enough. This has come. I guess world is over to me.
Own me, you own me, rattle my bones. You turn me over and over. Till I can’t control myself. Make me a liar, yeah, one big disaster uh. You make my heart beat faster.
You make my heart beat faster.
- Faster, Matt Nathanson. Find the song here -
Love, Me
I read a note my Grandma wrote back in 1923. Grandpa kept it in his coat, and he showed it once to me. He said: ”Boy, you might not understand, but a long, long time ago, Grandma’s daddy didn’t like me none. But I love your Grandma so. We had this crazy plan to meet and run away together. Get married in the first town we came to and live forever. But nailed to the tree where we were supposed to meet, instead, I found this letter, and this is what it said:
If you get there before I do, don’t give up on me. I’ll meet you when my chores are through. I don’t know how long I’ll be. But I’m not gonna let you down. Darling, wait and see. And between now and then, til I see you again, I’ll be loving you. #Love, Me.”
I read those words just hours before my Grandma passed away, in the doorway of the church where me and Grandpa stopped to pray. I know I’ve never seen him cry in all my fifteen years, but as he said these words to her, his eyes filled up with tears:
“If you get there before I do, don’t give up on me. I’ll meet you when my chores are through. I don’t know how long I’ll be. But I’m not gonna let you down. Darling, wait and see. And between now and then, til I see you again, I’ll be loving you. #Love, Me.”
(“Love, Me”. by Collin Raye. Find the beautiful song here)
Personal note:
Very romantic, I feel like reading the letter to you. It’s just a little over 2 years, but it’s been the happiest years of my life. I hope we will have had a long happy life together by the time I decide to say these words to you. Thank you for the red rose.
My first, my last, my everything..
My first, my last, my everything,
And the answer to all my dreams.
You’re my sun, my moon, my guiding star.
My kind of wonderful, that’s what you are.
hari ini..
gw .. SAKAWWWW!! …
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a man and his pants..
so here’s why I wrote this post..
I was in the middle of checking my email and I got one from him. As usual, he asked what I did this morning, and I answered yeah, I was sewing something, my gloves, I bought it for 700 yen and it had some holes already, damn it.. well, anyway, and he asked whether I can sew his pants too, sounds like the pocket has torn at some part and he needs it to be fixed.. so I agree to do it.. well, at least when we meet someday. And then I asked him, how many pants do you have? and he said, well, I have 3 or 4, but I usually wear this one, it’s my favorite, and I wear the other when I have to wash this one. Haha.. I was laughing.. I completely forgot how he wears almost the same pants for years. It’s precisely, or almost, the same model one after another.
