questions that puzzle me?

I really miss lukerz but why i feel this way? i'm no longer excited for the reunion "we" are planning. When we first talked about this reunion thingy it seemed that my heart was jumping and jumping and jumping, but now?? I don't know.. May be the excitement I felt before is already fear now. Fear for what, of what?

Err. I don't know! So many questions keep coming on my mind. I don't have the answers for all of it. But i guess one thing is for sure. Now, i'm afraid of facing the face i think i had burried already..? May be, i'm just afraid of being asked and asked the same questions i'd been answering before. But why should i feel afraid if i had answered those already? If i know what i should answer to them? Oh, simply because the person they are referring to will be with us.. with me. That would let the situation harder for me to handle.

*sigh* i don't know. Why i feel this way?! I'm afraid! I'm nervous! But i should forget all of those and think of one emotion I should feel--excitment. Atlast, i will be with my group, my companions, my friends that i met on the first stage of my teenage life-- the LUKERZ!:)

a poem for someone i know=)

how could i let you feel
that what i feel is real
when fear covers me
and hurt is just there

everytime you're near
all i want is let you hear
what my heart truly beats
and ket you reach

i wanna sing this song
in front of you so long
with this guitar i hold
and the letter i fold

i wish i could whisper to you
what really makes me feel blue
and soon shout on them
that i love you and that's what i really aim

i wish i could turn back the time
when we're all there in one line
having stupid yet funny joke
making each other choke

the laughter that filled my ear
is what i miss to hear
where all dancing on there
ang singing in here

the times we get them angry
when all we were hungry
seating on their way
with so much to say

all the tears that dropped
when all of us where cold and wrapped
are not wasted as what they might think
for all of those are not from our eyes
yet from our hearts when we sink

though i have them now
i still couldn't feel the same somehow
for i miss you all
that i used to know

poem for my friends.. i really miss them.. my old grupee:(

i wish i could turn back the time
when we're all there in one line
having stupid yet funny joke
making each other choke

the laughter that filled my ear
is what i miss to hear
where all dancing on there
ang singing in here

the times we get them angry
when all we were hungry
seating on their way
with so much to say

all the tears that dropped
when all of us where cold and wrapped
are not wasted as what they might think
for all of those are not from our eyes
yet from our hearts when we sink

though i have them now
i still couldn't feel the same somehow
for i miss you all
that i used to know