aksara tanpa suara

last letter

here's another promise that i broke for you.

i promised you
when i sent my last letter for you, i said it was my last. but sadly, i have to write another piece of it. and here i am
alone in my room
wondering

do you still feel the feeling of missing something?
or, spesifically, someone.
cause truth be told,
i do.

no matter how many times i said i hate you,
no matter how many times i said i don't want to be with you anymore,
no matter how many times i said i'd be fine without you,
it's still you.
because all of the things that i said above,
it's just me protecting myself from another heartbreak.
and here i am
facing another kind of disaster
knowing that you are somewhere,
not even having a single thought of me

—this is for how many times i said this is my last letter, but i know it won't be the last.

p.s. sorry for my english