Because I Always

I love it when we are together
when we do things that we both love

Talking under the big tree, enjoying the breeze
your head on my shoulder, I can smell the scent of your hair
Sitting on the couch, enjoying our lattes
you tell me stories about your recent trip to europe
Leafing through a magazine, discussing the photographs and the articles
you recount the days when you're still an intern in a high profile political magazine
Playing pingpong, try to outdone each other
you look sexy when your shirt begin to stain with sweats

I just don't want to let you go
I need to hold you tight in my arms

Because I always love it
when we're doing things that we really love together

His Pair of Angelic Eyes

We were taking a walk along the pond in the park
David and William and Michael and me
It was such a cloudy Sunday afternoon
The leaves on the trees moved and fell with the breezing wind
The birds were busy chirping on the branches of the trees
Yet we still filled the time with our cheerful chatter
When suddenly my gaze struck upon these two people
Standing face to face across the pond away from us

The moment I saw him again,
The one I used to know too well
I couldn’t stop my mind from the memories flowing back
How they hurt just to remember all the good times
Made me wonder whether he felt the same
Will the memories bring back the pain?

And that afternoon I clearly saw him
Holding hands together with this beautiful young girl
And the way he looked at her ...
Boy, it gave me shiver
Because he used to look at me that way

Probably I should walk right up to them and interrupt their conversation
And tell her, “Be careful, girl. It’s a game he likes to play.”

It was Michael who held my arm
Warned me by saying,
“Just don’t. Please.”
While David imbued,
“You have to get him out of your mind.”
And Michael added to it,
“You have to forget everything.”

I knew they had their point
Because once you set eyes upon his pair of angelic eyes
Just one look and you’re hypnotized
You will think you’re in paradise
But one day when you already went deep and it was all too late
You’ll find out for all those times he wears a very good disguise
While his only intention is to take your heart
In the end it’s you who have to pay the price

Still I managed to whisper to the wind
Hoping the breeze will carry it across the pond and drop it to her ear
And right in time she could hear
What I sincerely hope she would never do

“Girl, for whatever reason, just don’t look too deep into his pair of angelic eyes.”

Yang Muda Gemar Bercerita

Setiap kali hasratku memuncak dan membuatku ingin berkencan dengannya, terpaksalah aku harus bersabar menunggu hingga tibanya akhir pekan. Rumah pribadinya yang bergaya etnik kontemporer minimalis (butuh imajinasi berdaya luas untuk bisa membayangkannya hanya dengan deskripsi sesingat ini) berada di luar kota, dan di kota ini ia tinggal di apartemen yang disewakan oleh kantornya. Satu unit beraksen modern minimalis itu ditinggali berdua dengan seorang kolega. “Tak enak kalau bersamamu di apartemen, tak bisa bebas,” itu selalu alasan yang dikemukakannya. Barangkali yang dimaksudkannya dengan bebas adalah ketika berbusana menjadi satu hal opsional. Di rumah pribadinya yang sebenarnya hanyalah berjarak dua setengah jam perjalanan dengan kondisi lalu lintas normal dari pusat kota, tersedia halaman luas dan banyak ditumbuhi oleh semak rerimbunan dan pepohonan berdaun lebat. Merangsang imajinasi kami untuk berfantasi sebagai manusia rimba yang hidup begitu bersahabat dengan alam. Sungguh menciptakan sensasi gairah penuh sensualitas, meskipun selama melakukannya kami harus tetap waspada penuh pada kemungkinan mendapatkan gangguan dari reptilia maupun serangga. Untung saja selama ini tak pernah ada peristiwa buruk terjadi selama kami mencoba melakukannya.

Namun tentu saja, ada satu hal yang sungguh masih sukar untuk kupahami, adalah kenapa kali ini di sini dengan mudahnya aku bercerita.