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surat buat abang dari eneng

abang…

hari ini abang ga kayak biasa, ga cerewet trus ga bawel. kadang2 eneng suka ngeluh kalo abang cerewet, tapi kalo abang diem eneng kangen.

abang capek ya kegiatannya kebanyakan? yang semangat yak bang, kan demi masa depan kita„, eh masa depan abang maksudnya. hehhe…

abang yang ganteng, dah lama yah kita gak ketemu. kangen makan bareng abang, jalan2 trus crita2 sama abang, hmm flirting-an abang juga bikin kangen. walo kadang2 eneng bilang norak, tapi eneng suka, bikin blushing. abang pinter banget dah bikin eneng seneng :) makasih ya abang.

ntar kalo abang udah kagak sibuk lagi, n eneng punya waktu luang, kita jalan-jalan lagi ya bang. nonton bareng juga, kan kate abang hari gini lagi summer banyak pelem bagus?! betul kagak bang?

ohya bang…

minggu depan dah bulan puasa ya.. ga kerasa :)

mudah2an ramadhan kali ini penuh berkah ya bang. Jadi ladang amal sama waktu untuk mengugurkan dosa2 kite. jangan lupa do’a yang banyak yak bang, biar kita cepet resmi. Pengen deh bangunin abang buat tahajud, di-imamin sama abang, trus nyiapin sahur buat abang, trus sahur bareng dah. mudah2an cepet kekabul ya bang?! eneng berdo’a buat kita :)

abang, aylapyu dah…

-eneng-

dead air

there is always a time when the dead air happens.

when i don’t know what to say to you.

but it doesn’t mean i don’t love you.

it just a time when i’m loosing words cause i love you really.

-eneng-

I love you, not only for what you are,
but for what I am when I am with you.

I love you, not only for what you have made of yourself,
but for what you are making of me.

I love you for the part of me that you bring out;
I love you for putting your hand into my heaped-up heart and passing over

All the foolish, weak things that you can’t help
Dimly seeing there, and for drawing out into the light
All the beautiful belongings that no one else had looked quite far enough to find.

I love you because you are helping me to make f the lumber of my life
Not a tavern but a temple;
Out of the works of my every day
Not a reproach but a song.

I love you because you have done more than any creed could have done
To make me good and more than any fate could have done to make me happy.

You have done it
Without a touch, Without a word, Without a sign.

You have done it by being yourself.
Perhaps that is what being a friend means,
After all.

http://thinkexist.com/quotation/i_love_you_not_because_of_who_you_are-but_because/343886.html

I take it!

Something good in the world

Sam:
It's like in the great stories Mr. Frodo, the ones that really mattered. Full of darkness and danger they were, and sometimes you didn't want to know the end because how could the end be happy? How could the world go back to the way it was when so much bad had happened? But in the end it's only a passing thing this shadow, even darkness must pass. A new day will come, and when the sun shines it'll shine out the clearer. Those were the stories that stayed with you, that meant something even if you were too small to understand why. But I think Mr. Frodo, I do understand, I know now folk in those stories had lots of chances of turning back, only they didn't. They kept going because they were holding on to something.
Frodo:
What are we holding onto, Sam?
Sam:
That there's some good in the world, Mr. Frodo, and it's worth fighting for.
(replace Sam as Me, replace Frodo as I, and replace some good with You)
-abang-

10:05 am

July 16, 2009

<3

Love isn’t about the romantic nights or gifts. It isn’t about fireworks going off around you when you have that first real kiss.
Love isn’t about kissing in the rain and dancing beneath the stars. It isn’t about the big moments or the big surprises. Love is not a fairytale.
Love is about still having the butterflies after years. It’s about the second looks and laying in bed wide awake, all night, because you can’t go to sleep mad at each other.
It’s about being willing to sacrifice, literally, everything for someone, just because you care so deeply for them. It’s not about buying them gifts, but it’s about leaving them little presents here and there, just to remind them that you are constantly thinking about them.
Love is about all of the little things, that add up to really big things. Love is rare and special, but should not be treated as if it will break. Love needs to be thrown around and beat up a little bit, worn in, but not worn down.
Love needs to be a comfortable feeling, a place to go when no one else in the world can relate. A safe place, where you know that no matter how ugly you look or how angry you are, you will still be loved.

4:23 pm

July 14, 2009

did great

Babe..

You did great this mornin’

thank you :)

-eneng-

1:41 pm