missing my marco paulus ignatius mamengko :(

 

 Marco Mamengko

missing you soo much in here :'(

Think before you leave people you love. Think before you leave people you love.

I realize now .. but it was too late,
everything is destroyed just because of worldly passions which I do .. 
I realize I have hurt you very deeply .. 
may be deeper than what I'm feeling right now .

B.O.S.A.N

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inilah dampak boringku

long journey

I learned to be more mature by not showing my anger and sadness when I'm tired

Think before you leave people you love. When you leave, there's no guarantee you can find your way back..!!

When Death to either shall come - I pray it be first to me.

Love is a haunting melody That I have never mastered And I fear I never will.

I'd like to run away
From you,
But if you didn't come
And find me...
I would die

The Perfect Heart

A young man was standing in the middle of the town proclaiming that he had the most beautiful heart in the whole valley. A large crowd gathered and they all admired his heart for it was perfect. There was not a mark or a flaw in it.

But an old man appeared at the front of the crowd and said,

“Your heart is not nearly as beautiful as mine.”

The crowd and the young man looked at the old man’s heart. It was beating strongly but full of scars. It had places where pieces had been removed and other pieces put in … but they didn’t fit quite right and there were several jagged edges. The young man looked at the old man’s heart and laughed.

“You must be joking,” he said. “Compare your heart with mine … mine is perfect and yours is a mess of scars and tears.”

” “Yes,” said the old man, “Yours is perfect looking … but I would never trade with you.

You see, every scar represents a person to whom I have given my love….. I tear out a piece of my heart and give it to them … and often they give me a piece of their heart which fits into the empty place in my heart but because the pieces aren’t exact, I have some rough edges.

“ Sometimes I have given pieces of my heart away … and the other person hasn’t returned a piece of his heart to me. These are the empty gouges … giving love is taking a chance. Although these gouges are painful, they stay open, reminding me of the love I have for these people too … and I hope someday they may return and fill the space I have waiting. So now do you see what true beauty is?”

The young man stood silently with tears running down his cheeks. He walked up to the old man, reached into his perfect young and beautiful heart, and ripped a piece out. He offered it to the old man.

The old man took his offering, placed it in his heart and then took a piece from his old scarred heart and placed it in the wound in the young man’s heart.

It fit …. but not perfectly, as there were some jagged edges.

The young man looked at his heart, not perfect anymore but more beautiful than ever, since love from the old man’s heart flowed into his.

confused

semakin hari semuanya makin rumit..

 semuanya semakin membingunkan, terlalu banyak selisih paham..

selisih paham yang terkadang kecil..namun saat semuanya dibicarakan, menjadi debat yang besar.. :') 

GOD, please keep him for the rest of my life..because i don't know what to do without him..

You always say you hate to see me hurt and you hate to see me cry.

So all those times that you hurt me, did you close your eyes?

 

  

I can’t explain how painful it is to wait for something that I know will never come.