How do I love thee? Let me count the ways.
I love thee to the depth and breadth and height
My soul can reach, when feeling out of sight
For the ends of Being and ideal Grace.
I love thee to the level of every day's
Most quiet need, by sun and candlelight.
I love thee freely, as men strive for right;
I love thee purely, as they turn from praise.
I love thee with the passion put to use
In my old griefs, and with my childhood's faith.
I love thee with a love I seemed to lose
With my lost saints -- I love thee with the breath,
Smiles, tears, of all my life! -- and, if God choose,
I shall but love thee better after death.

         - Elizabeth Barrett Browning (1806-1861)

 

I kept reading the poem and kept thinking am I crazy, normal, or stupid?

Never said this place could be "the place"
and Never thought I would be sad leaving the city
that has served and tried to fulfill what I need for the past almost 7 years!
I could say, I will miss this place
the people
the smell
the literature of the city

and nevertheless the people I love that I left
the people that cared and show their concerns
those who I had shared all my misery with
to.....Widya, Yeyen, Yoni, Adit, and Mirza
:)

especially you,....Mirza :) don't miss me too much :P
you are the one that I hardly could leave now :)
The others could handle it in their calm way
but you and the way you look at me, just kill me :P

Good bye my friends, goodbye my loversss
I will be coming back to visit
and I am waiting for you people to join me
in another episode of life

never forget me!

You might think I must have fallen crazily in love with you
But I am just a girl who have been fooled and slaved by love
I picture your face and how you hold me and kiss me every night
and I want to give you my everything
without you I don't make sense
You are my only desire

- À Mon Seul Désir -