Don't Sleep Away This Night - Daniel Sahuleka

Tomorrow’s near, never I felt this way

Tomorrow, how empty it’ll be that day

It tastes a bitter, obvious to tears to dried

To know that you’re my only light

I love you, oh I need you

Oh, yes I do

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Don’t sleep away this night my baby

Please stay with me at least ’till dawn

It hurts to know another hour has gone by

And every minute is worthwhile

Oh, I love you

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How many lonely days are there waiting for me

How many seasons will flow over me

’till the motions make my tears run dry

at the moments I should cry

for I love you, oh I need you

Oh, yes I do

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Don’t sleep away this night my baby

Please stay with me at least ’till dawn

It hurts to know another hour has gone by

And every minute is worthwhile

It makes me so afraid

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Don’t sleep away this night my baby

Please stay with me at least ’till dawn

It hurts to know another hour has gone by

The reason is still I love you

What is your option?

I take this blog from http://ryzafebriasty.blogspot.com my close friend in office.

What is your option?

I have told her that, being late might be regret one day. But everything has happened, not me even you could change that condition. It could be past for you, even you never realized until this day or could be God has another plan and reason for all of this, as i know there must be meaning behind this. I lost of words to make another story for this, but maybe i have something for your thought.

I step slowly to enter this place. What i see just make me smile on face and scream in my heart. The white roses and lilies put all over the corner, way and the altar itself. I can smell love and happiness around me, but i do not know i should come to this place right now even see him as the groom even her as the bride. What i do just a fool or i just make another pretend front of him. One granny who seat behind me smile at me then i reply to smile. "Are you friend one of the groom and bride?", so...what i should say 'yes' or 'no' there is no reason to say 'no' and please stop pretending to say 'no'. I nod my head "I am the good friend from the groom, i had known him quite long". "Oh i see. He is a good person and good man as a husband from my granddaughter". Wait a minute..., this granny a grandma from the bride? oh please ... what i am doing here... for what i still seat here.... But once again i nod then talk to another things. "Ya, he is a good person and i am sure he is a good man to your granddaughter". "Seems you had known him better than me" ho...ho... This question really makes me laugh but i just smile, off course i know him quite long until i realize that i have this feeling. "We never meet formally but maybe i know him better than you. Congratulation for the wedding, i really honor to be here and specially know you". I see her smile and hold my hands softly. "I am sure you are good person also even i just meet you here and talk with you in few minutes. All i hope you find good person as like him and wish you will invite me to your wedding" she smiles again. What hope and wish are those? just give me a break even please talk to my hands... but wait... it really a sincere pray for me, even she doesn't know what i suffer when first time i enter to this place and more suffer when i know everything is real that he will marry this morning in this beautiful altar and hundreds of roses and lilies seems smile for them.

"Oh, thank you for your pray for me". In a minute i hear the cord of piano, i know this is the time when the groom is coming. Everyone looks at the back to see how he looks like ?. Off course he looks so gorgeous with his white tuxedo, i can't handle my heart pounding fast, i can't stand to hide my tears. "Ya, i know you will come and walk to this way that's why i prefer to seat on the other side, i can see him so happy because i see the same smile when he smiled to me on every messenger we had, on every email we sent even on ever picture we kept. I am here to see you smile like that, i am here to support you not only as my true best friend ever but also as a person who loves you even you never known that" i whisper in my heart. I feel my tears are going down but this granny holds my hands tight. I look at her and i see her smile and cry in same way. Oh please... what mean from all about? i suffer and beside me an old granny? I should come with my friend but i do not know why i want to come alone.

Five minutes after the groom, i hear another cord from piano and i am sure this is the time for the bride to come. But my heart not pound just curious how does she look? is she good enough in that wedding dress ? Oh look... she looks so fabulous with off white dress, long until reach the floor and white roses on her hands. She smiles also, i can see her happiness and love from her. "So lucky you are, i hope you never wasted your chance and time to marry him. And please never let him go and disappointed him. I know he is a good man and i am sure God must be chosen you because you are a good person also". I see the granny cry again, it must because she sees her granddaughter. This time i hold her hands tightly then smiles at me.

The ceremony runs for half an hour. "Come on, you should come to the reception. You should meet your friend and my granddaughter". The granny ask me to come with her. We come to one room which is big enough for all the guest. I let her gather with her inmates, and me... let me take a glass of water to drink and less my suffer for few hours. "Thank you to come" I know this sound even i just hear that sound on speaker when we chat. I turn my body then smile to him, "The fist meet then i come to your wedding, congratulation". He smiles but i see something different on his eyes and i know he sees something on my eyes also. "I hope our first meet not happen here but happen in other place". Oh... seems he can read my thought. Suddenly he hold me, seems like an old couple separate for long. "As if you let me to describe my feeling i think the bride must be you". My body shaking, i close my eyes and cry. "Oh God, we never realize that we had same feeling since long. But too proud to hide just because it just make sense" my heart whisper so.

"But, i am here now to see you happy. As if you know, i suffer to come here because i am too long to keep that i love you". His holding more tight, i know we regret each other. But everything had been late to regret. "Just pray that i can through all of this, and i will pray the best for you also. I really pray you will find a good one to your mate". I nod my head then wipe away my tears. We stare eye on eye each other then smile, but our heart to heavy because what we hide so far this feeling and just end like this.

Being regret just an option, but face that as lesson, history and thought are another options to take.

Say it before too late

I take this story from my close friend from her blog http://ryzafebriasty.blogspot.com/

Say it before too late

Inspirational story for my close friend

"Meeting you was fate, becoming your friend was a choice, falling in love with you was beyond my control"

It all started when I was 6 years old. While I was playing outside on my farm in California, I met a boy. He was an average kind of boy who teased you and then you chased them and beat them up. After that first meeting in which I beat him up we kept on meeting and beating each other up at the fence. That only lasted for a little while though. We would meet at the fence all the time and we were always together.
I would tell him all my secrets. He was very quiet he would just listen to what I had to say. I found him easy to talk to and I could talk to him about everything. In school we had separate friends but when we got home we would always talk about what happened in school. One day I said to him that a guy I liked hurt me and broke my heart. He just comforted me and said everything would be okay. He gave me words of encouragement and helped me get over him. I was happy and thought of him as a real friend. But I knew that there was something else about him that I liked. I thought of it that night and figured it was just a friend kinda thing that I was feeling.
All through high school and even through graduation we're always together and of course I thought of it as being friends. But I knew deep inside that I really felt differently. On graduation night even though we had different dates to the prom I wanted to be with him. That night after everybody went home I went to his house and wanted to tell him that I wanted to see him. Well, that night was my big chance and all I did was just sit there with him watching the stars and talking about what I was going to do and what he was going to do. I looked into his eyes and listened to him talk about what his dream was. How he wanted to get married and settle down. He said how he wanted to be rich and successful. All I could do was to tell him my dream and cuddle next to him.
I went home hurting because I didn't tell him how I was feeling. I wanted to tell him so bad that I loved him but I was too scared and frightened. I let my feelings go and told myself that someday I would tell him just how I felt. All through college I wanted to tell him but he always had someone with him. After graduation he got a job in New York, I was happy for him but at the same time I was sad to see him go. I was sad also because I didn't tell him how I felt. But I couldn't let him know now that he was leaving for his big job. So I just kept it to myself and watched him go on the plane. I cried as I hugged him for what I felt was going to be the last time. I went home that night and cried my eyes out. I felt hurt that I didn't tell him what I had inside my heart.
Well, I got a job as a secretary and then worked my way to a computer analyst. I was proud of what I had accomplished. One day I got a letter with an invitation to a marriage. It was from him, I was happy and sad at the same time. Now I know that I could never be with him and that we could only be friends. I went to the wedding the next month. It was a big occasion. The big church wedding and the reception at the hotel. I met the bride and of course him. I fell in love one more time. But I held back so it wouldn't spoil what should be the happiest day in his life. I tried to have fun that night but it was killing me inside watching him being so happy and me trying to be happy covering up my sadness tears inside of me.
I left New York feeling that I did the right thing. Before I left on the flight, he came running out of nowhere and said his good-byes and how he was very happy to see me. I came home and just tried to forget about what went on in New York. I had to go on with my life. As the years went on, we wrote to each other on what was going on and how he had missed talking to me. On one occasion he never wrote back to me at all. I was getting worried as to why he hadn't written anything for a long time after I had already written 6 letters to him. Well, just when everything seemed hopeless and sad in my life, I got a note that said: "meet me at the fence where we used to talk about things". I went and saw him there. I was happy to see him, but he was broken-hearted and sad inside. We hugged until we couldn't breathe anymore.
Then he told me about the divorce and why he hadn't written for a long time. He cried until he couldn't cry anymore. Finally, we went back to the house and talked and laughed about what I had been going and to catch up on old times. But in all of this, I couldn't tell him how I felt about him. In the days that followed, he had fun and forgot about all his problem and his divorce. I fell in love again with him. When it came time for him to leave back to New York, I went to see him off and cried. I hated to see him leave. He promised to see me every time he could get a vacation. I couldn't wait for him to come so I could be with him. We would always have fun when we were together.
One day he didn't show up like he said he would. I figured that he might have been busy. The days turned into months and I just forgot about it. Then I got a call one day from a lawyer in New York. The lawyer said that he had died in a car accident going to the airport. And that it took this long till everything was settled. It broke my heart. I was shocked about what took place. Now I knew why he didn't come that day. Again, I was broken-hearted. I cried that night, cried tears of sadness and heartache. Asking questions why did this happen to a kind guy like him?
I gathered my things and went to New York for the reading of his will. Of course, things were given to his family and his ex-wife. I finally got to meet her since the last time we met at the wedding. She explained to me how he was and how he always provided. But he was always unhappy. She would always try everything but she couldn't get him happy, as he was that night at their wedding. When the will was read, the one thing that was given to me was a diary. It was a diary that of his life. I cried as it was given to me. I didn't know what to think. Why was this given to me? I took it and flew back to California. As I flew on the plane I remembered the good times that we had together. I started reading the diary and what was written.
The diary was started with the day we first met. I read on till I started to cry. The diary told of him saying that he had fallen in love with me that day I was broken-hearted. But he was too afraid to tell me what he had felt. That is why he was so quiet and liked to listen to me. It told of how he wanted to tell me so many times, but was too afraid to say anything. It told of when he went to New York and fell in love with another. How the happiest time he had was seeing me and dancing with me at the wedding. He said he imagined it was our wedding. How he was always unhappy till he had no choice but to divorce his wife. How the best time in his life was to read the letters written to him by me. Finally, the diary ended when it said, "today I will tell her I love her". It was the day he was killed. The day I was going to finally find out what was really in his heart.

If you love someone, don't wait till tomorrow to tell him/her. Maybe that next day will never come at all.

Lost in Bandung...

hari jumat gw jalan ama sobat gw di bandung, seperti biasa tiap kali kita jalan g pernah punya rencana mau jalan kemana... akhirnya kita makan siang di karapitan BIP... setelah makan terlintas di benak kita untuk karaoke an... dan pergilah kita ke NAV dago... karena tidak booking terlebih dahulu ternyata sudah fill book di NAV situ... akhirnya kita nelepon ke inul vizta di PVJ utk booking tempat... setelah booking tempat berangkatlah qta dari Plaza Dago menuju PVJ...

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Dari depan Plaza Dago qta bingung mau naik apa krn temen gw yg notabene dah dr lahir ampe skrg tinggal di bandung g tau k'lo dari Plaza Dago ke PVJ naik apa, tapi katanya dy tau k'lo dari Rumah Mode naik angkotnya... Karena gw tau naik angkot dari situ ke Rumah Mode maka naiklah qta angkot Cicaheum - Ledeng yg lewat Rumah Mode... nah sesampainya di rumah Mode gw bilang "nih dah Rumah Mode trus qta turun dmn neeh?" kata temen gw nanti depan pas belokan... sudah tuh, akhirnya qta turun... ternyata disitu tuh g ada angkot lain yang lewat selain angkot yang qta naikin tadi ama angkot Margahayu - Ledeng... trus temen gw bilang di lampu merah depan gi, qta jalan dulu sedikit... ok.., qta jalan dech tuh ke pertigaan depan yg ada lampu merahnya... dan parahnya lagi di pertigaan itu malah gak ada angkot yang lewat sama sekali...!!!

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y sudah kepalang tanggung kita tetep dech ngelanjutin jalan... ampe ketemu perempatan yang ada lumayan banyak org yang berdiri di pinggir jalan (nampak seperti sedang nunggu angkot)... ya kita dengan PD nya ikut nunggu angkot disitu... n pas ada angkot muter qta langsung berebutan naik angkot itu bareng ama yg lain... (sekali lagi dengan PD nya qta naik angkot tanpa tau tuh angkot jurusan mana)... n sempet" nya lagi nyasar" qta ngecengin cwo cakep yang seangkot ama qita (yang mana angkot yg kita naikin itu aja gak tau jurusan kemana)... tau" angkot yang kita naikkin itu belok ke jalan kecil nah kita yang lagi kebingungan tambah bingung donk neeh angkot mau kmana yak..? dan pas belok ada yang turun akhirnya tanpa ba bi bu qta pun langsung ikut turun...

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n qta ngelanjutin jalan terus ke jalan utama sebelum angkot tadi belok... tapi kok gak ada tanda" PVJ ya...? dan parahnya lagi jalan itu seperti kawasan elite yang gak ada angkot sama sekali yang lewat... ya qta dengan cueknya tetep jalan terus aja sampe akhirnya gw liat ada plang panah tulisan OZ 200 m n gw dengan bodohnya nanya ama temen gw itu "emang OZ dah pindah ya..? perasaan dulu OZ itu deket maranatha..." temen gw cuman bilang "gak tau gw gie" dan pas belokan berikutnya ada plang jalan n gw baca n Oh my God... qta dah nyasar sampe ke setrasari...??? aduh bener" dech... qta tuh dah kaya anak ilang... akhirnya temen gw bilang y udah gie telpon taxi aja dech qta tunggu disini... n Thanks God pas gw baru mau nelpon Taxi ada Taxi kosong lewat... akhirnya kita naik Taksi n balik lagi ke BIP... n jalan yang kita lewatin itu ternyata benar jalan terusan dari Maranatha... aduh... bener" jalan" gw di bandung...

Costume Party

Friday night I came to costume party at my best friend office party... That night is the first time I attend to a costume party... n I used Korean dress... I’m look bigger with that costume, but its okay coz I felt happy can used that costume that night… I’ll take a few photos in that party with that costume…