It raining outside.
Currently at home.
Reminds me of reality.
How I've grown, a lot.
Sometimes I felt kid again.
Telling story to mom.
Having conversation with dad.
Having a race with local people.
Looking out again at window,
realizing how much I've carried
the weight of the world.
Our world.
Looking back, I know
how much I've asked them
to understand me.
Instead I've forgot,
how much I didn't think
how to be in their shoes.
mom, dad.
please forgive me.
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| Hujan itu rahmat Allah. Tapi kadangkala ia mengundang kesepian. |
p.s : Please, I'm begging you. Stop showing in my dreams. Because, when you do, I can't stop thinking about you. And please, in my dream if you insist on coming. Please stop taking my heart with you and vanish into thin air. Maybe I'm just missing you.
