by nauvalyazid

What good is a heart in words?

Dear you,

Before the answer to the title above is revealed, and before the fate of this letter ends up in its disappearance from the mailbox, I hope there are some precious seconds you are willing to spare to read this through the end.

And I wonder if the request has now become some sort of soft force I make you do. If it is, you have every right to divert your eyes from this space.

As much as I have my right to continue writing this, and liking you along the way.

In fact, it has been going on for some time now, in which you may choose to acknowledge in silence, or you keep it in heart by yourself .

Either way, it gives yours truly some sort of assurance, that what is not spoken in person eventually reaches out to you. This is something I consider as a purely personal achievement.

The other achievement lies on how you have made me a complete human being just by falling for you.

In my attempt to keep you in my thought, I’ve kept thinking of you as I close my eyes for the day, and open them to start another.

Injecting you in my mind as a flickering flame has warmed me up when my bitter, cold self turns up in many circumstances.

You are present in my mind as a detractor to keep me away from things I might have done on the first place that would only harm myself.

Dear you,

I don’t need to wonder if I were ever present in your dream, let alone in your full consciousness.
The fact is, relationship begins as a selfish act when one lonely heart desperately seeks another to avoid loneliness.
The loneliness leads one to despair, often shown in cranky, twisty traits that further makes one hardly likeable.

Thus, it is fine when one shuns unfavourable person to occupy heart, albeit the mystery that always surrounds this sentence: “we cannot choose who we fall in love with.”

Yet, this is not love.

This is only me, a human being with nothing else to offer but his heart, telling you that you have made me fall for you, without wishing anything in return.

This is only me, a man thanking you for finally making me believe that, by liking you wholeheartedly, you have given life again to once heartless self.

The heart is full of life again.

And that makes a good heart worth expressing in words, for you.

Sincerely,

Yours.

Poetry

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by nauvalyazid

Bukan Sekedar Pertanyaan Yang Dilamunkan

… bukankah pada akhirnya, bahagia yang tak terbatas adalah rasa bahagia melihat orang lain bahagia, meski kita merana?

… bukankah cinta yang tak tertuturkan dalam lisan jauh lebih mengendap dalam pikiran dan perasaan?

… bukankah tindakan yang berlebih hanya akan membuat kita menjejak di ruang semu angkasa?

… bukankah nalar yang tak terasah menuntun kita pada angan tanpa landasan?

… bukankah hati selalu terdiam saat bersirobok dengan orang yang tepat?

… bukankah kisah hidup selalu dimulai dengan tangisan yang berbalut tawa, meskipun diakhiri dengan senyum bijak yang bermakna?

… bukankah waktu pasti membiarkan dan membiasakan kita bertahan hidup?

… bukankah lamunan pasti akan terusik sebelum jatuh menjadi buaian?

… bukankah hati malah tidak akan berdegup, namun akan menenangkan, saat kita bertemu dengan satu yang akan setia?

… bukankah kita selalu mencari alasan agar berhenti menggunakan akal pikiran?

… bukankah pada awalnya, kita hanya ingin merasa bahagia, apapun itu resikonya?

by nauvalyazid

Sesekali

Once in a while, you find someone you are crazily attracted to.
Someone you are dying to be with every minute of the day.
Someone you have a huge crush on, so huge that you overwhelm yourself with ideas and thoughts far beyond your wildest dreams.
Someone you are mad about.
Someone you crave to have.

When you find that someone, step back.
Don’t move forward, but take a step backward.

Once the euphoria dies down, you begin to see what once was flawless is now flawed.
You begin to see what once was tolerable is now intolerable.
You begin to see what once was lovely is now condemned.
You begin to see what once was compatible is now in doubt.

Everything that looks rosy now looks rotten.

Take a time to think.
Take a time to asses.
Take a time to observe.

When you find the time, step forward.
Don’t be hesitant. Just take one step. You already make a bold step after all.

(Courtesy of snehsoni.wordpress.com)
(Courtesy of snehsoni.wordpress.com)

Congratulations, you finally deal with one thing called truth.

Truth comes when infatuation dies down.

We shall not cheat ourselves by becoming what the other person is like.
We may confuse ourselves with the idea of liking someone for being like us, which is far from likeable.
We must keep ourselves sane, after being smitten.

Reality comes when we know the differences between two parties, and willingness to try to understand them.
Reality comes upon seeing real attitudes undisguised behind distant words.
Reality comes by the time we accept to embrace changes, and finally give in.

After all, love is reality, not just a dream.

Once in a while, if we are really lucky, we stay in love.

(Courtesy of psychologytoday.com)
(Courtesy of psychologytoday.com)