"Dear"

Cuma 1 kata, sih, tapi itu dealt a blow ke wa pas wa ngebaca kata itu dalam salah satu tweet si Ola. Wa tau, wa ngga ada chance sama sekali, and dia akan nekat mengorbankan apapun demi cintanya. Yup, ngga usah make embel-embel komitmen di sini, karena wa tau, yang dilakukannya itu semata-mata karena cinta. Ya, wa tau.

And wa juga tau kata itu pasti ditujukan ke Digun. Yea, siapa lagi? Masak wa? Idiotic abis kalo mikir kayak gitu! :)) :)) :)) Yea, wa tau.

Dan meskipun wa ngga berharap banyak dalam hubungan ini - malah ngga begitu berharap lagi sekarang. Cuma... kata itu masih nyerang wa; bikin dada wa sakit (wa tau hati ngga ada di rongga dada, jadi wa bilangnya dada aja) and tertekan. Wa sempet sesek nafas - and wa tau itu bukan karena wa pilek. Wa juga sempet puyeng - and wa tau itu ngga ada hubungannya ama kondisi kesehatan wa.

Really... it dealt a significant blow upon me. Perhaps it's because I've met her just then and her images are still burning deep in my mind. How beauty she is in her dress and trousers, how humble and simple her appearance is, that it might drag me to the bottom of the deepest abyss. Yes, I love her, I love her so much that my love for Salsa faded off for moments, and I can barely remember her in my mind, for only Ola's "[im]perfect" image that runs down in my mind that time, and now. Honestly, I can't even picture Salsa as I typed this post down, but I could always see glimpses of Ola under the orange light that made her skin looks fairer than usual (although her usual tan skin only add an exotic element upon her :D) whenever I close my eyes. The way her mouth curved into a smile... Oh, God... I just can't get enough of her.

Thus, I believe my suffering is near to its end. It's only getting... I don't know. Do you?