I know it's not you,
it never is.
But still I turn my head,
and sigh..
.. and curse.
Every corner,
at every stop sign,
Everywhere.
I always see..
.. something.
But not you,
never you.
I really should stop looking.
Because everyone reads twitter, and a blog post is too revealing.
.. and because I still miss you. Sometimes.
.. and because I still miss you. Sometimes.
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Hi there! Kamu temennya Ykha, ya? Aku baru baca baca commentmu tadi..
the atmosphere in the picture, the mood of the poetic text - it is real beautiful but kind of sad.
mmmm...
talks over coffee or sandwich? ;)
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