it wouldn’t haunt me
I am okay with falling and I am used to it.
I fell to the ground when I was eight because I was running too fast. I fell from a bicycle because I couldn’t balance it. I fell from the stairs because I tripped.
I fell for you in the name of love and it was a wrong decision. I can’t decide whether I should call it a tragedy or an accident.
Is it a tragedy or an accident when I found out he was seeing someone else?
I thought I already gave you everything you wanted. I thought you wanted me. I though you loved me. You didn’t though. You wanted everything from someone else. You didn’t want me because you wanted the idea of having me. You didn’t love me because I loved you too much and it pissed you.
I was ready to shot my head for you, in the name of love.
I was ready to jump on a train for you, in the name of love.
Love is indeed a sacrifice and it made me crazy.
I lost my mind when I knew I lost you.
So I asked a friend of mine, “How do you end your relationship?”
She said, “I brought him to Candi Prambanan. People said it’s a myth when an unmarried couple going to Candi Prambanan, their relationship will be doomed and I proved it. We broke up the next day.”
I came to your house that afternoon and asked you to come with me.
“Ayo ke Candi Prambanan.”
Inspired by the myth of Prambanan.
