Saturday, December 15, 2012

If I Wrote a Love Letter (?)


If  Meyanne write a love letter…

Well, I just try to be a romantic person. Even I am not sure for whom is it… (?)
I just following the trend in every teenage problem when they fall in love =v=b

Dear Taylor Swift, thank you, you made so many words that describe this feeling. 
 

To: Someone I Cannot Call as My Own


Loving him was RED. That’s what Taylor Alison Swift said. And that’s true. If you ask me, how is your feeling? How do you feel? I will say, RED. You can check my pulse if you want to know more. Seeing my blood how bloody is it. Deep, like what I feel. It’s all RED. Can you see the bright one? I mean, bright red, it is mean, brave. Yes, loving you is FEARLESS.

I wish you may realize, there was a SPARK FLY in your beautiful smile. Maybe I, I always HAUNTED by your presence. I don’t want anything, just appreciate me and our relation will LONG LIVE. You may COME IN WITH THE RAIN to makes me CRAZIER. I just wishing you will always SAFE AND SOUND. But, please, because I was ENCHANTED to meet you, so please, please BABY, DON’T YOU BREAK MY HEART SLOW. Your BEAUTIFUL EYES made my EYES OPEN. You just like SUPERMEN that UNTOUCHABLE. Why can’t you see? That YOU BELONG WITH ME?

Sorry, if I can’t show it all. I’m not the girl that can express everything easier. THE WAY I LOVED YOU is like, WHITE HORSE. Just keep silent but strong. I know that’s my fault. Like an idiot and let my TEARS DROP ON MY GUITAR, wishing I can secretly whisper to your ears that you are MINE.

My face? Oh, I mean my poker face? You know? I’D LIE. When I see THE OTHERSIDE OF THE DOOR, I wish, IF THIS WAS A MOVIE, I saw you there, and said, we NEVER GROW UP, so we can play together as kid. We will visit A PLACE IN THIS WORLD, we will JUMP THEN FALL, play like we are the happiest children, STAY BEAUTIFUL, and always FIFTEEN. We never aging, your INNOCENT face. We will BREATHE in the same air. And it will always BEGIN AGAIN.

Hey, wake up Anne. It all just a letter that you write, and you will never give it. And dear you who read this, will you keep my secret?

Meyanne.

That’s it. When you cannot say it, then write it. Do not let your pain flow, but free all of it, and do not hurt yourself. Make it free as your own way. But its better to keep silent to stranger, but you may tell your story just to your choices friend.

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