Rabu, 11 Mei 2016

My everything.

I'll wait for you patiently..
thought waiting is hurting..
Come to me my honey bunny..
Be my everything.


Looking up,
Grasping to stay alive.
Memories pass by,
And still, she doesn't get a life.


The wind blows..
Changing the thought..
That she can't be cold..
As time makes her getting old.


3.20 a.m.
Desa jati.

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