He never tired, he cook, he work, he teach.
He never ask, instead give, give, and give.
As I watch him fall a sleep, I can't imagine life without him, my mentor, my guardian, even in 28..he still treat me like his special little girl, maybe 'till someone take me as a bride.
He's the one who's gonna be the everlasting person that hold my hand, even untill I die.
I'm gonna see him getting old day by day, with his hair that's getting white.
I'm sorry, deeply from the heart, I still can't be what u want, the one that u can be proud of, the one that u can count on, coz I'm the one who still count on u. I'm a fool while u thought a lot.
But I rather let my self bleed, hurt, broken heart, injury, or what ever it is, as long as its not you.
I can't see u sick, I rather be the one who feel the pain. I want to share my age, let u see the world a little bit more even the world itself is not something that can make you happy.
I'm just like you, hide my tears from you, like u always do too behind me.
How can I have a one like u? You're a bless.. And I can't believe I'm the lucky one.
Its enough to have you, just you. You make me strong and stronger.
Kalo bahasa Inggrisnya masih salah2, tolong dibetulin yach :D
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