cold martabak

Sayang, loving you is like eating a piece of cold martabak in the middle of the night.

I wish that I could have other better food to eat, and though perhaps there are some choices left on the table, I would still choose the martabak. And in the next second, I wish that I could get a hot martabak other than a cold one, but then I realize that I could not ask for more. I’m stuck in the middle of the night and there is no one to help me to light up the fire.

No, I know that eating a cold martabak in the middle of the night is not good for me. But I’m so hungry; I’m so hunger for love, and I still can feel the sweetness of that cold martabak. And so I would stay eating the martabak while hoping the martabak could be warmer by itself.

What such a wishful thinking I had…

Please, love me better. Feel me and want me… Look inside me, and you will see that there is a little expectation inside. An expectation to be loved..; To get a better love.

So, once again; I’m begging you to feel me, to see me as deep as you can.. So you can see that the little man in front of you is in love with you. Still.

Just don’t wait until I’m drained out of love.. Drained out from loving you..

I love you.

* celebrating 2nd monthversary *


What if I took my time to love you?
What if I put no one above you?
What if I did the things
That really mattered?
What if I ran through
Hoops of disaster?

No one would care if
We never made it
We're in this alone
So why don't we face it
There is no room to
Blame one another
We just need time to
Forgive each other

[Chorus:]
What about love?
What about feeling?
What about all the things that make life worth living?
What about faith?
What about trust?
And tell me baby...what about us?

How can I give this
Love a new beginning?
How can I stop the rain?
It's never ending
How do I keep my soul believing?
Memories of how we
Should be keep calling

[Chorus]

I'll take the rivers rise
I'll take the happy times
I'll take the moments of disaster

- Lemar, What About Love -