that was a mess. with tears which couldn't stop covering up my face. I was afraid. afraid of losing you. thought that it was a end. no body listened. you didn't care. and i'd no one to hold on to.
I wanted you to come back. the thing all I want was you chased me after I left. you did. hold my hand, whispered you loved me. I didn't want to listen. me and my stupid pride. I knew you cried also. then I told you it might be over. me and my fool desicion, again.
she wasn't worth this mess.
and after everything, I must confess that.. I need(ed) you.
Pasal 34 ayat 1 UUD 1945 "Fakir miskin dan anak-anakyang terlantar dipelihara oleh negara."
beginikah cara pemerintah memelihara? menyita becak, alat pencari nafkah yang halal dari mereka yang kurang beruntung? tolong pak, kalaupun diambil, berikan mereka modal dan ilmu, agar kehidupannya jauh lebih layak.