thanks kuta.

For the great taste of beer.
For the pretty pictures.
For the nice pack of cigarettes.
For the fun sand fight.
For the unforgettable orange sky.
For the favorite waves.
For the smooth wind blow.
For the colorful roman candles.
For the ‘wadehel’ smiles.
And for the beautiful moment we had today.
Oh, and thanks a lot for her “I love you”.
Love you too girl.

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1st string.

day by day it always blinks.
time always comes to shrink.
like the time when we were young,
we always put the plates and danced to the song.

violin sings.
coins fling.
we aren't odd things.
cause we dance and sing.

today is another dance.
this city is our dance floor.
even crowd won't interference.
we know we want it more.

we know the queens and we found the queers.
some people are mean and some others cheer.
when the moon grins and sips the beer,
we know we what we win: another goodnight, dear.

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always.

along this 8 months you always there to draw the sketches for me,
always there to complain about the colors i put,
always remind me to get back to the class,
always share the ideas about the pictures we're about to draw,
and always there to work out many other things i'm unable to explain here because of my lacks.

it is always you.
to draw with me real things, not the fake plastic fucking trees i used to draw by myself.

it is always you, my girl.
thank you for the sketches and others.
i love you.

ah, and also one more thing.
thanks for letting me realize that i love you like...
i'd better not finish it cause it's too real to write in text.

i love you.

ps: you deserve the song i have just downloaded.

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8 miles

lihat tawa dan senyum itu.
semua ini tak menggambarkan judul kali ini.
jelas jauh lebih dari itu, mungkin ribuan.
mungkin sudah sejauh jarak bulan ke bumi.
siapa tahu?
siapa peduli?
8 bulan tepatnya membangun kita, 7,5 bulan kira-kira hadir kalimat itu.

aku mencintaimu.

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