"Hey, look, it's an eclipse!" he said, as he handed his phone to me, and it showed two pictures that he took earlier.
"It looks good, but kinda blurry," I commented, "but damn, it just a f-cking moon, Al. What did you up to?"
"Well, I was looking for some inspiration, and I saw the eclipse,"
"Okay, and then?"
"I thought, it was pretty," and he smiled softly, "and also, it reminded me of you, heh,"
I chuckled, but couldn't help to be curious,
"Alright, but why me? Was it because I always be the one who get covered by others appearance?"
He nodded,
"But you're still the one that I'm looking for, no matter how long that I have to wait, to see you shining,"
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LACUNA
Poetry(n.) a blank space; a missing part. -- Tulisan ini didedikasikan pada orang yang telah pergi, sebelum sempat dimiliki.
