It’s killing me, once again
Your traces remain
And they torture me
It’s killing me
I turned around like you’re a stranger
But why am I so lonely?
I thought I’d be indifferent about breaking up
But there’s one habit of yours that I have
Not being able to throw things away
Foolishly, these feelings remain
Something that feels like regret
Opposite from you who is doing great
I’m half dead.
YOU ARE READING
Nak Luah
PoetryLuah dalam ayat orang malas baca sebab panjang jadi aku singkatkan dalam bentuk puisi atau ayat pendek. Enjoy reading!
