Crushhh

Upset. Gila gue kesel banget hari ini, gak terlalu kesel sih, tapi enough to make my day gone bad lah. Lo bayangin, gue lagi chat sama crush gue, terus tiba tiba ponakan gue dua masuk kamar dan bilang

"Tante tante main dong!" kata kakak nya.
"iya tante, adek mau main dongg." kata adek nya.
"sebentar ya kak, dek, tante lia nya lagi ngobrol sebentar ajaa."

eh pas gue bilang gitu mereka pada ngerengek, gimana coba gua gak kesel??
gue mikir, daripada gue kena marah sama nyokap terus ntar nyokap tau kalo gue suka sama dia, udah deh gue nyari aman aja, langsung gue off.
Eh pas gue udah off, gue ke kamar dan ngikutin apa mau mereka, gue disuruh jadi koki, gue bilang aja, 'tante males ah, tante jadi pembeli aja ya?'

mulai lah mereka ngerengek lagi, yaudah deh tuh, gue main. sebenernya kalo anak kecil ngerengek bukan masalah buat gue, tapi yang bikin gue bad mood adalah karena gue tadi chat sama my lovely Drew *nama samaran*. Ya Allah, kapan lagi coba cowok yang lo suka nyapa lo dengan kata kata "hey! apa kabar nih? lama ya gak chat" padahal lo terakhir chat sama dia tadi malem??? ngenes banget deh gue hari ini -_-

udah deh tuh, udah pada selesai main, gue online lagi, eh tapi dianya udah off. laillahailallah, rasanya, makin deh tuh gua ngenes. Yaudah gue mikirnya 'ponakan gue ini, kalo mereka gak gue ajak main ntar gue juga yang kangen'. udah tuh, mereka pulang kan tuh ya, gue juga udah back to online, eh, di fb, gue wall-to-wall sama temen sekelas gue ngomongin guru-guru matre. makin kesel gua, apalagi salah satu dari mereka kemungkinan besar ikut kelas gue perpisahan. gedeeeeg.

enough story deh tuh tentang ke kesel an gue. in the end nya gue bikin puisi buat si "Drew" itu. Pake bahasa inggris sih, jadi biar dia gak ngerti, abisan ntar kalo dia ngerti malah dia nya jadi jauh sama gue, makin ogaaaah. puisi nya gue publish tuh di note facebook, karena gue pengen share, tapi puisinya juga bakal gue post disini.

Here's the poem goes

Moving

Once, she told me to talked to you,
Because she is my bff, I did exactly as she said.
Firstly i felt none, nothing is wrong
Time passes by and you started to talk about her..

I listen and feel simpathy
I listen and want to encourage you
Those feelings are..
yes, the beginning..

I tried to make you feel better
I tried to help you forget about her
But what i get is..
You, telling me, that you are sensitive.
"Forgetting her, is not something im best at"

Look around you, Feel the situation
Take a look at another person
Feel the loves they've given,
And lastly, realize that she is just another picture to burn,
Indeed, you know you deserve better

what do ya think?