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Marsya Azzahra Jun 2014
Wake up in quite a state
With the steady cool wind blows
Sun shines the ground
Birds chirp over sky

O what a bliss, I say
Things going to be beautiful today
Things won't matter today
I get you by my side

O what a bliss, he says
Things going to be okay today
We'll be together someday
"Don't worry, we'll get through this eventually", he says

Lights shine down my face
as I wipe off the hair down my face
How he looks at me and cups my face
"Good morning, beautiful." He says
Then I know things will be okay today

O what a bliss, I say.
I love how a guy inspired me to make this, and he's the sort of bliss I can imagine. Or my kind of bliss.
Marsya Azzahra Jun 2014
Traffic lights that shone us down
on the road we took the other night
I wanted to tell you how you looking good in your black DC tee shirt and your dark grey Nike glasses

We had to go home as I sat right there next to you
You drove your car from the North to the South and it took hours
But I didn't mind

Plugged my iPod into your Pioneer audio player
We set the volume up, up, and up
'til it sounded like "Boom! Boom!" from the subwoofers on the back of your car
We laughed out loud, how we enjoyed the night

I love how we sang along to the songs we loved
How we sang along over "Do I Wanna Know?" by Arctic Monkeys
How we sang along over "Team" by Lorde
How you turned the volume louder and louder everytime "Talk *****" by Jason Derulo is playing on shuffle

I love how you hated "Wake Me Up" by Ed Sheeran
"It's not even a song. It's rather a poetry",you said
but I loved the song too much
cause it contained the untold words from me to you
so I kept playing it on repeat :
"You should never cut your hair cause I love the way you flick it off your shoulders"

Wanted to tell you how loveable you're
Wanted to tell you how I didn't mind to be there under the city lights around
Wanted to tell you how I loved to wear your light blue Levi's jacket all night
Wanted to tell you how I thank you for everything you've done
Wanted to tell you how I loved the heart-shaped crumble of papers in my wallet beside your note that I kept for myself

Tried to realize where all of your moves is going for
Tried to tell you how I love to be there with you
Tried to tell you that I wanted you

But the time's up
and we still didn't
We. Did. Not.
for the June 14th 2014.
Marsya Azzahra Jun 2014
Through the camera lenses
that snapped right into your eyes
you realized what it really was

Through the camera lenses
that he brought
you did love the way
he secretly took your pictures
even when you're so messed up
I made this short poem right after I found few candid photos of me on his iPhone. And yes I did love his moves.

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