Dopehead.

"Even though, nobody knows what will I really be. It is just okay, I have learned that His plan is a thing nobody ever knows. However, thank you for becoming one of my superior motives in my effort from now on. And if someday you find a nice girl, have her beside. it is okay as long as she fits you best. Because the past three months have taught me that it is no more about possession, it is more about being wise.
And the long talk, 
After highlands, 
where will they go tomorrow?
I am looking forward to have the talks for more."

(this was taken from ariefsyakur's)

it was a saturday, and like it used to be, it was raining hard.

You and your ciggarettes, me and my wandering thoughts.

sitting in silence in your car that was turned off, we savor the joy of the falling rain.

it was almost 4, and we liberately stuck ourselves in one virgin highland on the top of our city. 

you took my hand as you laughed at it. I was resting bitch face but deep down there, no, you don't have any idea what was going on in me. It was a butterfly riot, i think.

then we drive off of the hill. You stroke my head as I told you a-not-so-funny joke, and i couldn't help but smiling in silence.

i just, really, deeply, simply, love you that way.

the way you talk nonsense but i found it so exciting,

the way you listen carefully to things i know that you don't know,

the way you smile in silence,

the way you smell,

the way you confuse me,

the list will keep on going, the list will keep on growing.

even i love the way you hurt me over and over again.