V2

 i never think i gonna write about you over again,

after everything we goin through

the pain

the disaster

the terriffied feelings

the laugh

the cigarettes we shared together.

i see through the future, sometimes i run away to the keshi night or harris night,

love, pain, lust.

the adrenaline rush,

all over our body in every first met,

the first 5 minutes, oh that butterfly.

its all about a certain blink of i love you,

a long hug that says “where youve been?”

a long stares that says “are you okay lately?”

a long kisses that says “i miss you, all over the places”

thank you for always being 

my running track,

my escape room

my favorite forbidden place.

i’d never say this, but,

this thank you better than i love you in the middle of tiring may.

this is june, 202x

me from september 2020 always said “why you dont make a real move?”

i always choose you either, through the dopamine heartbeat and forbidden morphine.

take care my ring,

see you again in sudirman street, between our laugh in elephant kind music.

lets share some books together,

talkin and judging about each other playlist,

talking about hustling and money,

but dont you dare to talk about future, honey.

thank you for everything, 

from the bottom of my heart,

i scared, terriffied about this feelings,

i think i could never let you go.

i hope you too, west wind.