but the city feels clean this time before the night, just an empty streets and makes me walking home..
It seems the time to clear my head up, stand beside no ones, and though it came as no surprises. I am deeply effected more than I had guessed, on what was said. Asking the wide skies, if the love's not meant to be, if heart not ready to open, if we do make it I won't see how it's broken..If only you fell into something.....it will stay. Raised out here, it's the quiet time before the dawn. And I'm half past making sense of it....."what's going on?"
Meant to be internally dead...? staying heartless...? Should I think to give it all in a world where not much ever seems to last long...or I should just let it go till they learn how to grow and how to liberate. I have a strong feeling that I have reached the point where I don't bother anymore. Keep telling myself that I am truly a heartless lover, but NOT to be apart of the heartless loved. I am getting older every single seconds in life, the less care about what's going on surrounding. The maturity is putting everything in process of crossing the opportunity and decision. Knowing that sometimes silence is more powerful than having the last word.
After a while, feeling become so restless, it's weighing heavy in mind. Pointless of standing united, heart says it will beat in time and things will be alright...For every hour spent, for those sleepless night.....forever in your arms...and "thing makes me smile without even trying" ......lantaklah! Ok bye²!
