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Running Away

Don't lie and say that it's OK.
It's alright if there's nothing more to say.
So I'm running away.
I'm leaving this place.
Yeah, I'm running away.
I'm running away.

Don't tell me I'm the one to blame.
It's too late for you to make me stay.
No, I won't stay.
So I'm running away.
I'm leaving this place.
Yeah, I'm running away.
I'm running away.

And faster than you can follow me from this lonely place.
And farther than you can find me, I'm leaving
Yeah I'm leaving today.
And I, I'll never let you find me.
I'm leaving you behind with the past
No, I won't look back.
And I don't want to hear your reasons.
Don't want to hear you tell me why I should stay.

And try, and try to understand me
And try to understand what I say when I say I can't stay
I, I'm moving on from this place
I'm leaving and I won't quit running away.

I'm running away.
I'm leaving this place.
Yeah, I'm running away.
I'm running away.

What Hurts The Most

I can take the rain on the roof of this empty house
That don’t bother me
I can take a few tears now and then and just let them out
I’m not afraid to cry every once in a while
Even though going on with you gone still upsets me
There are days every now and again I pretend I’m ok
But that’s not what gets me

What hurts the most
Was being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was tryin’ to do

It’s hard to deal with the pain of losing you everywhere I go
But I’m doin’ It
It’s hard to force that smile when I see our old friends and I’m alone
Still Harder
Getting up, getting dressed, livin’ with this regret
But I know if I could do it over
I would trade give away all the words that I saved in my heart
That I left unspoken

What hurts the most
Is being so close
And having so much to say
And watching you walk away
And never knowing
What could have been
And not seeing that loving you
Is what I was trying to do

Not seeing that loving you
That’s what I was trying to do 

Tidak.. Pintu Itu Tidak Terbuka..

Kejadian horror yang kualami pagi ini..

Kejadian horror yang terjadi kurang lebih 1 menit..

Bukan.. Ini bukan cerita hantu..

(halah.. apaan si ard...)

10.38

Ringtone hpku berbunyi.. Iya, ringtone yang sudah berbulan-bulan belum kuganti, sampai mengundang protes beberapa temanku.. Biarkan saja..

"K'! Sri bgt nih.. Sy gk bs dtg! Cz... bla bla bla"

Ternyata sms dari Aldon, redaksi baru SI MIX, yang entah kenapa kalo sms pake nomer beda-beda terus.. Iya kami janjian ketemu di kampus jam 11 hari ini, buat wawancara Galih tentang tur SI ke Bali, buat artikel SI MIX.. Biasa redaksi baru, masih butuh ditemenin.. (Kayak yang lama engga aja.. *aku, eh temen2 juga dink, :p* )

Hmm berhubung waktu udah mepet, aku putusin aja pegi sendiri, coz pasti kalo ajak redaksi baru lainya, kemungkinan besar mreka belum mandi, sama seperti aku.. Haha..

Lalu mandilah aku..

10.40

(di kamar mandi)

*skipped, ga ada yg perlu diceritain*

10.59

Berangkat dengan motorku yang belum pernah dicuci selama berbulan-bulan, sampai juga aku di kampus.. Ya, aku parkir lagi di B2, dekat lift yang tak pernah bisa dibuka, biar bisa naik tangga ke B1, trus naik lift, jalan pintas, irit energi, irit waktu, boros listrik.

11.01

Sampai di B1, tidak lama menunggu pintu lift pun terbuka.. Bersama dengan seorang tak dikenal kita pun menaiki lantai satu demi satu.. Dia turun di lantai 1, kemudian 1 orang lagi masuk di lantai itu.. Orang tersebut keluar di lantai 3, sambil bilang "Mari..".. Ya, ramah tamah sering terjadi di lift ini.. Akhirnya tiba juga lift di lantai 4, tujuanku..

Eits..

Eits..

Aku terkejut melihat pintu lift yang hanya terbuka 1cm, nampak karet atau apapun itu masih menempel di pintu itu..

"Aaahh.. Akhirnya ngerasain kejebak di lift kampus!", dalam hatiku.

Keadaan di lift saat itu, hanya ada diriku..

Sempat terpikir kalau ada konslet, lalu liftnya jatuh ke bawah bagaimana.. Aaargh..

Kucoba2 tekan tombol buka pintu, tetap tidak bisa... Spontan aku telpon Galih, untung ada sinyal.. Sialnya ga nyambung2, biasa XL...

Lalu kucoba2 pencet tombol lantai 1, lift tidak jalan... Tombol lantai 4.. Tombolnya mati lagi..

Kucoba lagi tekan tombol lift, coba lagi telpon, coba lagi pencet, coba lagi telp..

Everything useless..

Tiba-tiba lift berjalan naik..

"Wah ada yang manggil lift dr lantai 5..."

(Coba kalo liftnya jalan turun, bisa mikir yang engga2 neh wkkwkw..)

"Ting"..

Keajaiban itu datang.. Pintu lift terbuka di lantai 5.. Kutengok sekitar tidak ada orang yang menunggu lift di lantai itu.. Aneh.. Biarlah, yang penting HORROR itu telah usai...

Berjalan beberapa langkah aku bertemu Edy, sapa sebentar, tanpa cerita akupun langsung berjalan turun menuju ke lantai 4..

Dalam hatiku..

"Edy bingung tuh aku baru dari lift, tp langsung turun lantai pake tangga, ngapain coba.."

Masa bodo..

FAQ

1. ArD, gantilah ringtunmu..

A>Kapan2 deh..

2. ArD, cucilah motormuu..

A>Iya nanti kalo udah deket masuk, :p

3. Dari kapan blom dicuci?

A> Dari beli, gyahahaha..

4. ArD, kok lift B2 ga jalan?

A> MENEKETEHE..

5. Percuma donk dibuat?

A> Lihat dari segi apa dulu.. Ga tau kalo dari bidang arsitek.. Menurut lo?

Left Behind

Sank below..

Faded eyes..

And despair..

Trust

Let's call this good friend of mine P..

Yesterday P told me something, something bout his friend who is my friend too, M..

And that something, is a M's secret..

How can P know? P heard this from A who is a good friend of D, and D is a good friend of M..

Yes, so D told A about M's secret coz A is a good friend of D, and then A told that to P, and finally reached me WHO is actually had known about that before.. But I pretended that I haven't known yet..

Is that they called a Circle of Trust?? Me, not!

Better for me to say nothing about this to M..

And now I'm wondering about a thing which is maybe the same with what you're thinking now...

Imagine

Imagine there's no heaven 
It's easy if you try 
No hell below us 
Above us only sky 
Imagine all the people 
Living for today... 

Imagine there's no countries 
It isn't hard to do 
Nothing to kill or die for 
And no religion too 
Imagine all the people 
Living life in peace... 

You may say I'm a dreamer 
But I'm not the only one 
I hope someday you'll join us 
And the world will be as one 

Imagine no possessions 
I wonder if you can 
No need for greed or hunger 
A brotherhood of man 
Imagine all the people 
Sharing all the world... 

You may say I'm a dreamer 
But I'm not the only one 
I hope someday you'll join us 
And the world will live as one