Princess Diary

I really do miss writing. Very much.

I don’t know why, but nowadays, it is more looks like that my blog is the place where I spread my shallow story instead of a real “Princess Diary”. I was just post those unimportant stuffs of fashion, those unworthy things to read, those uninteresting events of mine, and all of those miserable things of my relationship—which is already ended just tonight.

So now, I’ll start to make a worthy post. I’ll talk about anything’s precious to read by you—at least for me. Hehe. Well, I really do wanna try, guys. :)

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Talking about last night I spent with my—ehm—ex-boyfriend, that’s such a great night, absolutely.

We went to a café, where we were first made in into a deeper relationship about 9 months ago, as I’ve said on the last last post.

He picked me up from my house on about 7.30pm, he greeted my mommy, and she said, “Take care of her ya ji, and have fun chickadee!” I laughed, and so did him. “O-Kay mom, see ya!”, then we left. Haha. :D

At first, we were both—errr…. Awkward. Because, yeah, we both knew that we’re gonna ended up our relationship that night.

But I decided not to take care of it, and, well, I tried just to let the night be the most awful night of our life—at least for our together life, yeah, because hey, it was (possibly) the last night we could spend together.

We ordered two green tea and two chicken basket (one of the menu on the café), and we talked all night. Hahaha, no, it’s just my secret desire—to have a fully night with him and talked all night about everything with him, but yeah, dreams will always be dreams, guys. LOL. But we did talk about everything indeed. We talked about… eerrrr…. oh, okay, I can’t remember anything of our talks last night. Hehe, blame me as you want to, readers, you really may, but it was not my fault if I have memory just like a goldfish. Pardonne moi, honeydude… haha.

Well, after that moment on the café, we went to a nowhere place. I mean, we just went around the city. No certain direction. Hahaha. Ah ya, have I told you that he drove motorcycle that night? O-Kay, I thought I haven’t talk about it. So now you know ya. Besides, it was rain that time. Not kinda eastern downpour though, just a drizzle. Yeah, I know, that’s sweet. :)

Hmm, well, couple of times later, we went back home. He said—when we’re still on the motorcycle, “I will miss everything on you.”

“I will do either, honey.” I put my earnest smile on my face, just to make he smiles too, instead of glum like that. 

He whispered, and he smiled—as what I wished before, “I’ll never forget every moment we had together, sayang. I love you too much.” (in Indonesia, the word “love” he said refer to “sayang” instead of “cinta”).

 I couldn’t counter his sentence. Just hush. Then a cold silence came bothered our mind. Very cold. But not caused of the drizzle above us, it’s because we both quite—a scary silence. We didn’t know what else to say in our last time. An invisible key lock my mouth down. So did his mouth. Locked.

What could I say to make this coldness melt down?!

Well, okay okay, I'd say everything on my head, and oh, unluckily, that was such a stupid thing: “Eng… it is so cold here, isn’t it?”

For God’s sake! I talked about the weather on our last time! What would he think of me?!

“Yeah, cold.” He mumbled.

"Shit!" I shout in my heart. But then—I couldn’t remember exactly what else happened after, but yeah, I start to think that he was hugging me that time. I don’t know the exact story was…

An unrestrained misery came overwhelmed us. There’s sorrow on his face, I know. But he tried very hard to show me the firmness instead of sorrow. I was really touched.

Then I was smiling; once more, just to see him replied my smile... so I could be tranquil before I went sleep. 

Then he said goodbye. With that gorgeous smile which always I dream of.

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Oh okay, I’ve made you bored till dead, haven’t I? -,-