Podcast Hilda

Hilda Rista

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Podcast of everything. Everything random from Hilda's perspective

10/11/2024

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"See you when i see you" he said, And the girl said "when?". "When i see you" he said it for the second time. She didn't know, she just didn't like it. Like there is no chance in it, like there is only a small chance they will meet again. She didn't want the night to end. And if it was possible, she want the time to stop and stay still just to make sure that she could be with him, like a little longer. It was exactly in front of her house's door, at about 3 in the morning, among the silence. That was the kind of farewell she can't forget.
12/31/2022

Hi 2023 👋🏻

2023, let's be friend.
01/02/2022

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He asked the girl, what her favourite song is. And she was pretty nervous because she didn't prepare the answer of that question, "I like many songs, but lately i like listening to Heather by Conan Gray. I listen it often on tiktok" she answered the question. "Heather? Which song? Seems like it never appear on my tiktok" He said. She tried to play the song and show him, but still the song sounds unfamiliar for him. They were still talking about their favorite songs, about their typical favourite music. The songs from the radio were keep playing, accompanying the not so long aimless late night drive of them both. They were sometimes singing along to the song played, got absorbed in the song. "Cause there's something in the way you look at me, it's as if my heart knows you're the missing piece.." a song by Christian Bautista was played in the radio, the girl suddenly put her head on his chest, hugging him from the side. "Hey, what happened? Miss hugging someone? long time no hug huh? " he teased the girl. "Maybe, yes" she answered briefly while her hands are still lingering on his waist. After that night, the song is always remind her of him.
12/12/2021

2022 : "OTW yaa"

On the way 🚴🏼‍♀️
11/07/2021

Hello, Goodbye!

Not every story are worth writing. There is him who inspires me to write, and there is you the one that i can't write about even i want to. But today, i decided to write about you. Dear you, that i will call as "Mas" in this whole writing. Mas, thanks for coming into my life. You taught me so many things in life, you showed me colors I've never seen before. I found you when i was a mess, i found you when i was broken. Like the other story of mine, you were so kind and once, you gave me hope. I felt like i could get up one more time, i felt like i could be happy one more time with you by my side of course. Everything went well at the first, I had you and you had me even we're just friend. I asked you once "How if i really like you and love you? " and you said "No, don't like me or even love me it will just make you cry". Hearing it from you made my heart hurt Mas, but i covered it with laugh as if i was joking. We lived in this for some times, with me who was still hoping for the impossibble to happen. Back to now, it has been a week since you told me that you have a girlfriend. Im not gonna lie that my heart is hurt, that i am sad and angry at the same time. It's still hurt seeing you with her, but today i write this as a good bye for you, for my memory with you. Thank you for the joy and the wound you made. I never regret that i met you. Goodbye Mas ☘
09/04/2021

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Like a couple of lovebird we were, holding hands in the crowds, under the moon and starlight. Among the food stall with its vague light. Talking about your sore leg, after the hike. Talking about the possibility to meet my students there at that time, what should i tell them. Should i tell them that you are my husband, my boyfriend, or what and then we laugh. So many things we shared that night. And all of those are stored neatly in my memory. We rested after the aimless walk, leaning against the fence. Standing next to each other. "I'm sorry i have no clue, where should we go or what should we do while i'm the one who asked you to go here" I said. "That's totally fine, i just want to meet you" you said. With your hands on my shoulders and your eyes staring right into mine, how can I not get butterflies in my stomach? You got me out of words in a sudden. We were in green, you told me that we wore the same colour. Yeah, we did. Me with my green sweater, and you with your green jacket.

6 Episodes

Podcast of everything. Everything random from Hilda's perspective

Creator

Hilda Rista
Years Active

2021 - 2024
Episodes

11
Rating

Clean
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Podcast Hilda