This afternoon, I spent hours for my last rode on this old capital, just passed some memorable streets and buildings. I no longer know, whether this day belong to dry or rainy season, all I know that I wish to see all those memorable intersections and corners once more, just for once more.
How long I have stood here, all the past seems has not changed at all into present. The same scarlet sky, the similar humid thin air, and this warm breeze out of nowhere. This floating feeling, this lightened breath, and this softened ground. How long I have stood here. I have no story, I haveLanjutkan membaca “The Quiet Path Behind Evening Oak”
I have no rejection, nor shall I ask for more. I bound to nothing but one, something that has been erased from this timeline of my human form and my human heart. The last and lost poem shall never recover again, nor the pain within the permanent scars within. I’ve seen so many tears thatLanjutkan membaca “I Will Always Love You”