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For xxx

By M.Arief Wibowo

301207 0801

Until now

Still I thank God

That He has once sent you

to my life

I am sure

That our meeting each other,

falling in love with each other,

facing confusion about the continuation

of our love story,

and ending everything in fact in dispute

Have been destined

by my dear Lord in Heaven

You were significant proof

of God’s love to me

Through you

He wanted to improve me

by revealing all the very wicked things

concealing themselves beyond my skin

of which I myself was never aware before

By means of you

He taught me a novel lesson

that women want more to be understood

I can’t stop you

if you want to hate me forever

But people change

Nobody knows

who I will be

in the next 1, 2, or 3 years

Neither does anybody know

if you are still who you are

in the upcoming time

I shall prove

That maturity

is not a matter of age

Age is just a fate

of who is destined first by our dear Lord

to be sent onto this material world

Maturity in truth

is a matter of advancedness

in thoughts and behaviours

I shall indeed prove

Of course I never hate you

How can I hate you

while you were the one

who gave me a funny doll

who once came for me with a sweet cake

who once cried to me in a phone

From the very beginning

I always know that your heart

is clean, clear, and always good-wishing

Forever I always pray for you

for your well-being and success in life

between my dreams and prayers

Eventhough if my name

since a tragedy

has probably been wiped from your world

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