While we listening to our favorite songs in such wonderful and windy evening
From out of nowhere
a strange feeling comes without sound like the wind blows the air
The feeling keeps remind us about the past
The face. the smile. the memories
We smile and it turn us to open way to Dream Land
For some period of time, after lost in the mist of dream
After gone through so many memories
Suddenly we realized, this is not what we wanted to
This is not what the heart wants
Then the tears wet the soft pillow
And let the blanket cover the body and weep alone
Cry because we can't do anything
Cry because we keep the feeling for a long moment
Cry because we feel missing on something
Cry because we miss someone
Miss on him
on him.
People said when we miss on someone all of sudden,
it actually shows that the person miss us too.
It is true?
Sometimes I wish
I'm still in the mind
Oh poor me
I thought I could end up the story
but actually I can't
He still in the story
Though his chapter was ended
but the story still go on
A story without him inside
My body keep push to walk
but the heart still look at the back
Hoping this is not the ending
1 comment:
sometimes being alone is freedom...
freedom to cry...
freedom to sad...
freedom for pray to Allah....
I miss alone
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