just like another night
the moment when i just stare at the wall
the moment when i just let my mind drown into the deepest
the moment when i just let those sketchbook opened, without being touched
the moment when i play the songs but not really listening
just let them playing, let them make some noisy voice around my ears
the moment when nobody is awake but me
the moment when i think 'how if i die?'
the moment when i think 'how it feels if my beloved ones passed away?'
the moment when i think 'how if i ever given a chance to change things that are gone?'
the moment when i think about you. how would it be if we two meet earlier?
the moment when i'm starting to make some fantasy of sweet moments.
the moment when i finally realize that i'm thinking too much, i've been drowning to the deepest
and eventually, i fall asleep with so much questions hanging on me, and all those expectations i can never change.
-asy
"how would it be if we two meet earlier?"
BalasHapusi wonder how.
what a great poem :)