Love Story (The Series)
Chapter 25's
...Love Triangle Season 2...
Even though he's the cool guy I'm not looking for but the complicated relationship we're in gradually makes me feel that he's the only one in my life.
"Bal, why do you like me?" Just stick me
"Why yes!" Ngeselin
"Answer dong!" I said sprain
"Because you are the only girl in my life who makes me happy" she said
"Ah. so sweet, but too much!" Answer me
"Deh why is that!" Say
"Yes, you said so!" Taught me
"Deh so I'm you!" Ikbal
We never know who we're going to fall in love with, who, but at that time we will know we will miss who even though he looks cute but he is a guy who is difficult for me to forget. Not only handsome and handsome he is also a man who has made me happy, he always showered my life with the love he gave me.
I don't know why I became a poetic figure when I was not a funny or romantic girl, and also not a girl figure who slang like noodles, not even a pretentious artist, not even a pretentious artist, let alone to be pretentious my quiet face might be considered a less friendly and not good at getting along, even though I really do not know anything. Why yes lately I often write in my diary until one day I realize my diary is full of my curses, the point is long at times wide is the same as either since when I became a romantic figure like a top pesinetron when in fact I am an ordinary and not famous person. Maybe it's not me if I don't have a taste, because every feeling will lead us to a love, or friendship like the story I wrote here. I don't know Lo want to read or not as bad as Lo yes the term bodo very, because from the first I did not like a lot of talk but once said a lot.
Ikbal is the guy I love and love, I really can't hate him even though everything he has done has made me angry and disappointed. I knew he was, but when did he realize his own feelings and stop making distinctions between love and friendship.
When I fall in love with someone a beautiful voice with a smile, make love in the middle of the moon with the sun that will continue to shine. Love that gives coolness in the silence of the night and the wings of the white dove that fly give a sign of life, do not let the heart lie when the ego brushes aside love. Enough is the language of the heart let the dawn laugh at the moon of the night when the sun shines even though the light you do not feel, you do not feel, the drop of morning dew that you saw just let him wet the morning let's not give doubt to the dream when I want someone to fill the heart in a lonely soul. Chanting not for not with full happiness I strung even though I do not understand and I know why? What's with the pair of white doves that perch in the window of this room? What story am I going to tell or is this just a dream? Let the pigeon fly. Maybe the dawn and the broken wings of the birds saw us clash so there was no love. Let the Melody sing a love song with her martyrdom, lament the heart with a beautiful taste, I don't know? It may be a song about love or about hurt.
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Let the fire of romance encourage the angel, let the dawn in the eastern horizon provide warmth at the end of the twilight. Love is a perfect taste not everyone has every taste and story in love both in sacrifice and happiness that arises, let the phenomenon give a wealth of splendor in the feast of love when this heart thumping fast I want to look at his face in the silence of the night and I imagine a circular ring on the ring finger of the angel. On a cold lonely night you hug me and give me warmth that night and coolness by still looking at your beautiful face when you whisper the word love you make me sulk happy while we work together in the name of love, really the seeds of love that you grow every minute of the second you give me that feeling with sincerity ready to give and you give me a chance even though I don't understand why? Whahuh? And who am I? Why am I so loving? Why I want you so much. Then your wild look teases me with an innocent look but with a sweet smile you burn my heart with the luxury of heart, thank you love for what you give.
"Gee!" There was a sound in the distance
"Ngapain the?" Answer Ikbal
"Udah Bal!" Answer me
"Gue realized Lea's love doesn't have to be, and maybe you're not the right girl for me!" Rizal said while holding my hand
"Don't use holding hands!" Ikbal said furiously
It turned out that it was the last day I met with Rizal, he said he was going to change schools because he was suspended because he had hit Ikbal and was almost battered, but finally they both forgave each other, even though they were still a little sleek and angry.
The sky will be cloudy without sun
Because I will never see her smile again
The night will be silent without the moon
Because I won't hear your laughter again
Lost my life lost my hope
Wanting to scream through the frozen sky in my heart
So that you can hear my cry that I hold
inside my chest tightness
It is only through this poem that I recount my rhymes with the vibrations of my heart
I want to say hello to a memory with you
From me soaked by tears, Love you
If I was this, that made your smile
He is the one who makes your tears
Don't be mad at you for making the environment beautiful,
peaceful and peaceful
Put up
Now, who do you want to come cheer you up with?
The principal brought risoles from the canteen?
The Minister of Education brings the key?
Angels bring fruits from heaven?
Young entrepreneurs bring the fragrant ones?
Necromancer? A grubber? An army? A dancer?
Or I alone carry the words of choice
I'd love to say it and you're happy
Don't cry, you'll have a headache,
Anything I need to help you with?
Albert Einstein made a mistake
If I want to be completely the same as myself
He didn't choose you to be his girlfriend
So that he can't be alone in the room
And want to meet you!
Every thing when I wait for you
Time is slower for me
The night is slower
The day is slowing down
Wall clocks move slower
Age is getting slower
And when my jantukku beats faster
Exceeding the speed of light
With the desire to meet you
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