about this self who missed Eid with father
about missing a leader in prayer
about missing habits in an instant
about the taste that now misses its owner
I miss Daddy
I miss the moment when the person who drove me to the mosque is you
the one who leads me to become a memorial is you
the one who always keeps me is you
I miss what it feels like when the body is in a tight hug by your body
when the small hand is held firmly by your hand
basically I miss
-ina
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
my little love
Non-Fictionbaca saja, Ini semacam ungkapan perasaan tentang orang spesial seperti saya yg punya hidup tdk sesempurna anak gadis yg lain tapi harus semangat walau nyatanya susah
