To the girl that put a letter in the bottle that I pick (1) ..
Every little track that you left behind,
Like your picture in my phone,
I admit I still like to see them,
Your voice mail,
I keep hearing it everyday and keep repeating it again and again .
I'm not me when I'm not with you,
I already forget how I live without you before this,
Because its too hard for me now,
Every little memory bout you tear me down .
I keep typing and delete whatever I wrote,
Because now I can't write about you anymore,
It's hard for me,
Because writing about you is the best symphony,
So I write it all on the paper that I tear out, and make a paper plane with it,
I let em go,
Hope someday it will fly to you,
I hope you read all of it one day.
YOU ARE READING
Surat Untuk Bunga
Poetrypoetry for flower I don't have any strength to talk to her so I write this letter. :) -finish-
