her face

Her Face Isn’t Loosing From My Head

By: Sintuz Bezy

          Dear friends, thank you. I have an experience about love. This happened when I was in Bajawa as a postulant student 5 years ago. My Englis is so bad, but when you read this, don’t forget to correct my words and sentences.

          The Love's Story.

That person is the special person for me. She has made me be a crazy man, more than that the crazy of love. When I still alone in my room, I don’t know why? First thing which come to my thought is her face. Always and always her face. She is perfect for me, a humble girl whom I ever known. I am honest to you dear diary, I Love Her. I miss Her. I wanna meet her and say that I can’t live without her, for along time maybe.

          But these all just my opinion or my hope. We are separated by the space. I am here and she is there. So far, I cant get her, hug and kiss her again. I forced myself to trust that will come one day where I meet her again, I believe it.

          When I have my vocation, I called and invited her to come to Bajawa. I said, I wanna see you there. At Sunday morning I phonened her again, to ask her how we meet? But all that was nonsense, she made me like a man who has no title. I was very angry. I phone her again, but I heard a boy sound that was her boyfriend. Fuck... i knew itu. From that time I never call her again.

          I praied to her, I ask God to give her good life.

          That’s all.

Bogenga-Bajawa 07-04-2014

By Sintuz Bezy