Don’t tell me that you love me. Show me. Don’t tell me that you care. Make me feel it. Make me feel wanted. Needed. Loved. For once. Before it gets too late. Please.
— Prita Pramitha :)
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October 11, 2012
..I Don't Know What I'd Do Without You..
Let’s try to keep this simple because I hate having to write such long things about you. The thing with you is that you’re arrogant and ever since you’ve entered my life, it’s been chaotic like hell but you are also the best thing that’s ever happened to me. The way you try to act cool and pretend like you hate me, you’re my ‘once in a lifetime kinda love’ and I don’t know what I’d do without you.
— Prita Pramitha :)
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— Prita Pramitha :)
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May 20, 2012
..When I'm With Someone Like You..
I can’t imagine how absolutely bored-I-am to let a
day go by without you. I’m not really brave, that’s true. But when I’m
with someone like you, I feel I could fly even though not too far. I’m
not really strong, that’s true. But when I’m with someone like you, I
feel I could solve problems even though not too fast. I miss you today.
And I miss you too, everyday.
— Prita Pramitha :)
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— Prita Pramitha :)
http://somethinginherlife.tumblr.com
..Ordinary..
I miss you-no more. That’s all.
Ordinary. Missing someone always ordinary, right? But, I realize that
miles can’t keep us apart. I just wish that you are in good condition
even when I’m not beside you. I just wish that you are in a happy mood
even when I’m not next to you. And I just wish that you are missing me
too. Like I do.
..For What They Called "Spirit"..
You are my everything. My
courage, my power, my strength, my might, my intensity, my potential,
my potency, my fortitude, my passion, my dream, my soul, my mind, and
all that they called “Spirit”. But still, my the only one, my first,
and my last is only God.
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