After all these years,
I was wondering,
why did I stop to cut myself,
since you left.
and now I understand,
the reason that I cut myself,
was you.
It always be you.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
LACUNA
Poetry(n.) a blank space; a missing part. -- Tulisan ini didedikasikan pada orang yang telah pergi, sebelum sempat dimiliki.
