Sunday, January 25, 2015


There's no things leave here than my only dreams,
Delicious like a cone with thousand colorful ice creams,
People come and stay in your life just a while,
People gone faster than you ever imagine,
Better and much better is spread around,
Beauty and much beauty later on will be growing old,
There's no immortality,
Knocked your heart just to saying good bye...

Jogja, 25 January 2015, 22:02

No comments: