You walk in harmony
even though you stumble in every
Do Re Mi
Your words are melancholy
even though you are still
struggling with A B C
The sound of
your guitar strums
matches the
rain on August
so you kept
practicing until
your fingers bleed
Tick tock. Tick tock.
Tomorrow is August
and I've bought band-aids
Just in case my fingers
would bleed—i'd put them
in a second
And, just in case my heart
would crack in any minute
because now you're gone
and
the thought of you playing
your guitar this August
with somebody else
is killing me— and it
won't stop echoing.
Farewell, my love
I hope this winter
she'll sing you a song
or write you a poem
better than I did
I hope she reminds you
of those cold nights
we've spent together
back on last August—
when we were still
together
— Luar Bumi,
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
LUAR BUMI
Poetryini sajakku, dan ini aku seseorang di Luar Bumi -Luar Bumi Ps: sajak ini tidak sepenuhnya aku yang buat. •••• hey, if you like my story, let's add my account. thank you, readers Started - 28 juli 2018
