You Decide

Hei, it's have been a while.

So, let's just use bahasa disini. Biar siapapun yang (mungkin) baca post ini bisa ngerti.

Oke, Ibuku ngasih netbook aku balik lebih awal. Dan aku harus berterima kasih pada salah satu guruku untuk itu. Sekarang, aku tahu aku dulu lebay. Alay. Ngeselin. Yeah, aku tahu, I suck. Aku masih aku yang dulu, cuma sebagian dari aku udah sedikit berubah, dan yang membuat aku agak iritasi adalah post - post lama aku yang memalukan. All craps about 212521. Sekarang, bagi kamu yang mungkin dengan setianya mengikuti aku dari masa lebay aku sampai sekarang, yang mungkin agak muak sama post aku dulu, bagi kamu yang dibalik layar, I need your help to decide.

Haruskah aku hapus post - post aku yang lama, atau haruskah aku biarkan saja?

Now, aku ga mau baca kata terserah. Please bantu aku mutusin. Bantu aku dengan comment, Ya atau Tidak. Meanwhile, aku off dulu sampai udah ada yang comment.

You decide.

I'd Lie

I don't think that passanger seat has ever look this good to me. He tells me about his night, and I count the colours in his eyes. He'd never fall in love, he swears, as he run his fingers through his hair. I'm laughing because I hope he's wrong, and I don't think it ever crosses his mind. He tells a joke, I fake a smile, that I know all his favorite songs.

And I could tell you, his favorite colour's green. He loves to argue, born on the sixth day of the first month. His mother's beautiful, he has his father's eyes. And if you ask me if I love him, I'd lie.

He looks around the room, innocently overlooks the truth. Shouldn't a light go on, doesn't he know that I've had him memorized for so long? He sees everything black and white, never let nobody see him cry. I don't let nobody see me wishing he was mine. He stands there, then walks away. My God, if I could only say.. I'm holding every breath for you.

He'd never tell you, but he could play piano. I think he can see through everythig but my heart. My first thought when I wake up is 'My God, he's beautiful.'. So I put on my make-up and pray for a miracle.

Yes, I could tell you, his favorite colour's green. He loves to argue, and it kills me. His mother's beautiful, he has his father's eyes. And if you ask me if I love him,

I'd lie.

Note : open this to make you think I'm not as tacky as you thought http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fa2nm7WXHck