TIME. Sometimes I hate that noun–that word.
Because of time, we meet people, we live through memories, but, we also know what the goodbye means.
Someone says that goodbye means a new start for finding someone new. But that’s a bullshit. Because I know, not all goodbyes will find the new hellos.
Sun. Dec. 3
6. 19 p.m.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Well Away
Poetry〰 Sekumpulan pemikiran dan kata-kata yang kadang kala hanya imajinasi belaka, namun tak jarang adalah bagian liar di kepala yang tak pernah terucap. 〰 #569 in Poetry Book cover by retardataire Copyright © November 2017 by Deandra Rad...