Thursday, June 30, 2005

Entah

Entah berapa lama kulihat
Entah berapa lama kupandangi
Entah berapa lama baru kusadari
Entahlah...

Ku sadari arti kehadiranmu
Kumulai mengerti tindakmu
Tapi ku tetap tak bisa meyakini
Apa yang ada di depanku...

Entah harus dengan barisan kata
Entah harus dengan apalagi kuucapkan
Seribu ragu yang meretas dalam hatiku ini
Seribu makna tak berasa...

Kucoba untuk bertahan ...
Melintasi waktu dan cerita...
Yang tak pernah kutau dimana ujungnya..
Seperti cakrawala tak berbatas...

Di ujung senja kuberdiri
Atas nama cinta dalam hati
Diujung senja kumenanti
Untuk satu yang tak pasti


Le juin 30, 2005
c'est la vie, mon miel....

~aimee~

Saturday, June 25, 2005

If I Knew

If I knew how to write a song
I’d write one everyday
It would say that I’m in love with you
And why I feel this way

It would have to say you’re pretty
And as rare as a desert rose
It would say you’re a looker
From your head down to your toes

You are funny, dainty, fragile
And as feminine as can be
You’re smart charming lovely
And everything to me

You’re my comfort when I’m lonely
You’re my peace when I need rest
Of all the men I’ve known
I must rate you the best.

You’re the orchard in the jungle,
you’re the better half of me
You’re all of this and so much more,
you mean the world to me

Still so much is left unsaid,
It would take me far to long
I know how much I love you,
If only I could write a song.

Pour Mon Miel........
Just tell me how is your feel and let me know
Then I knew

3:13 pm

Wednesday, June 22, 2005

Gak Tau

Gak tau kenapa aku sering kesel ma kamu
Gak tau kenapa aku sering jutek ma kamu
Gak tau kenapa aku sering bete ma kamu
Gak tau dan gak tau......

Abis kamu suka usil
Abis kamu suka ngeselin
Abis kamu suka godain..
Abis kamu sih.....

Tapi....
kamu suka bikin aku senyum
kamu suka bikin aku tertawa
kamu suka bikin aku kangen

Trus...
Aku ingin bersamamu
Aku ingin tersenyum denganmu
Aku ingin dan ingin.....

Namun...
rasanya sulit untuk terus bersamamu namun tak kuasa melepasmu
beri aku kekuatan untuk tetap dengan mu
dengan satu kepastian dari hatimu...

Mon miel...
Maafkan atas kecerewetanku
Maafkan atas kemanjaanku
Maafkan atas kebandelanku
Maafkan atas kejutekanku

Hanya satu yang kuinginkan ...
Terus bersamamu
Merajut mimpi menjadi nyata
With the right way....


Lunch time, June 22, 2005
POUR MON MIEL...
aku sayang ma kamu but........

cheers,
~aimee~


A Dream Come True...(Ru SuRe........???

A Dream Come True

Feelings that once were hidden
Are now expressed to you.
Days that once were stormy
Are now the brightest blue.

Times that once were lonely
Are now filled with pleasure.
All that once was mine alone
Are now things we both treasure.

Nights that once were cold
Are now comforting and warm.
Fears that once were very real
Are now gone with the storm.

A heart that once was broken
Can now finally mend.
A person once alone in life
Can now call you a friend.

Dreams that once were longed for
Are now all coming true.
The love I once thought was gone
I have now and forever in you.

- Dawn Ballard -

lunch time June 22,2005
FOR THE ONLY ONE YOU...

Tuesday, June 21, 2005

Sometime............(2)

Sometimes at night, when I look to the sky,
I start thinking of you and then ask myself, why?
Why do I love you?
I think and smile,because I know the list could run on for miles.

The whisper of your voice, the warmth of your touch,
so many little things that make me love you so much.
The way you support me, and help with my emotions,
the way that you care and show such devotion.
how you hold me with the warmth of a blazing fire.

The way your eyes shine when you look at me,
lost with you forever is where I want to be.
The way that I feel when you're by my side,
a sense of completion and overflowing pride.

The dreams that I dream, that all involve you,
the possibilities I see and the things we can do.
How you finish the puzzle that lies inside my heart,
how that deep in my soul, you are the most important part.

I could go on for days, telling of what I feel,
but all you really must know is my love for you is real.

- Scotty Wright -


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