mum

yesterday afternoon, get credit in my handphone
night, dream of you

miss you ...

miss you...

i miss you... ingin segera bersamamu...

sedih jika lihat punggungmu yang bergerak menjauh ...

miss you...

i hate them...

if I'm not working ... I'm sure I overlooked like them, by them, sure ...

nothing is impossible

"nothing is impossible"
that makes me excited again
believe that hope is still there,
before death
I really love him
somehow
I always hope to be with him


aware that my prayer may offer a very strange or wrong
but blame this feeling


love him...