Tales I Won't Tell, Unless It's Almost August

#1 kata; malam panjang, pada minggu yang gamang.

Saya rumput kering di tepian ladang,

terbakar; membara.

sementara,

Ia mendung yang tak kenal bingung.

tertumpu pada sang maha tahu. 

by clairs.

written in 9th July 2023 at 22:56 WITA-realizing I was in love is the most questionable thing. Even second guessed every choice I made.