What do you see?
I’m not the same person I used to be.
A lot has changed in me,
but we’re still okay – aren’t we?
There’s that usual sweetness in your steel blue eyes.
I guess it’s always been your warm, yet mysterious smile.
I’m glad I didn’t have to lie.
I’m thankful that, at least, I can still see you for a while.
How I wish I could always protect you,
even when you don’t need me to,
and even when there’s not much I can do.
You know I hate to see you so blue.
It’s just reality between us.
Should I feel crushed?
Perhaps you’re the hero who doesn’t have to save my life.
Maybe I shouldn’t wish for you to help me survive.
You know what’s true.
Sometimes love comes and strikes in funny ways to you…
(Jakarta, 11/8/2014 – 4:30 am)