melancholic saturday

maybe you were right my dear friend,
we laughed too loud and we smiled too much
that made the targedy happened as the moon set full and high
but i really wanted you to smile and be happy, my dear friend
despite all those odds that made both of us upset
and yes, those hurt me too.
maybe we shouldn’t have gone this far, my dear friend
where they said “this is what you have to pay for your career”
and they put the blame on us, for being smart and being tough
maybe we should have just been like them so that we live in security
but then again my dear friend,
it would never happen to the lives of people with courage, like us.

maybe you should not have shared your problem with me, my dear friend
for you would refer to the experience that brought me here and now;
for you would think that my here and now is going to be your future.
you shouldn’t have heard my advice for there was no wisdom in those sentence
that came from a mouth of wounded heart.
i am so sorry for that, my dear friend.

and all of that i’ve been through;
i would never want to happen again
to both of us, my dear friend.
to both of us.

~ by nisa felicia faridz on April 20, 2008.