Today marks the day
The day she lost herself.
Remembering the tears and the screams.
Her heart still shatters when she hears his name.
She wanted nothing more but to dance with the dust as she gently kissed oblivion.
To be...
weightless.
She's yet to tell a soul.
Her mind muddled,
Her throat choked,
Her fists soused in perspiration.
She'll tell not a soul.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
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PuisiHiraeth (n.) a homesickness for a home to which you cannot return, a home which maybe never was; the nostalgia, the yearning, the grief for the lost places of your past
