May 9, 2010

everytime you come to me, i'll make you happy.

this time,
i'm selfish than you.
i'm letting you go free, just fly and back to me.
we have to silence, everything.
i don't show, but you feel.
i don't talk, and you ask.

even little words, take care.

ya ALLAH, I miss that moment. I miss him.

p/s : love otherside.

1 comment:

Miss Cheah said...

Hi! Interesting poem.