Thursday, November 11, 2010

A Letter For SMANDA

Translater : Rizki Amy Lavita

Maybe being left has been hurting you for times.


You’ve given your apology over and over again. But insolently, they come, and then go. And never come back, with any reason.


It happens, always, from year to another year. Sometimes questions come out in your heart: What’s my fault? What can’t I do for you? Why did you leave me?. You do want to ask them. But you know that none of them would like to listen to you. They just go and disappear again, until you find yourself bored in asking and let those questions be buried in your mind.

Maybe that is the one you are thinking about when we come to you. You’ve prepared thousands apologies for you yourself, cause you know it for sure, that in the end, we will leave you. You also know exactly that we will never tell you any sorry for our departure later. Moreover, we don’t know much about you. And you are there, still, a witness, with a huge sorry for us.

We never know that you keep us in your mind. We never realize that you greet us every morning, though no reply from each of us. You are there, silently see our acts. Maybe there is a time when you really want to join us, converse everything with fun; but you know how impossible it is. It will never ever happen. Then you just keep watching quietly, trying to feel the joy we breathe.

In the time of our sadness, you came along and tried to cheer us up. You tried that hard just to return our laugh back. But it did nothing. When we are bored, you did the same thing, even though you really know that you never be considered. With no reason, you never be tired to talk, while nothing we do but betrayed. Just like the others.

This is what you might think; every story that we make will always color your days up. This could be the one that give you strength to forgive those who never care to you. Maybe it’s just apology which you could dedicate to us to show how thankful you are. We would never deserve to get this, you know.


Slowly but sure, we are disappear. You start to question again: When will you come again? You know for sure that we neither answer you nor come back to you. But don’t you ever know? It never comes to our mind to leave you alone. Deep inside our heart, we really want to stay with you. Don’t you ever realize? When you cried, we cried with you. Can you hear it? Do you see the tears rolling down on our cheeks? We never ever want to let you go. But what can we do? We are just enslaved by time…

So, SMANDA, please, be a good forgiver for the last time. We are just able to give you the memories. We are so sorry; we could no longer stay beside you. We have to go, picking up our future. One thing we tell you for sure: We’re gonna miss you much. No matter how far we are apart, we’ll never forget you.



Remember you always,



2009/2010 generation

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