the memories just shown you in that dress,
and felt that smells on a wed,
i remember your adore,
made me fly away
i wanted to meet you once again.
we'd once shared our dreams and feelings,
where we put it on stars and lights with your drawings,
the best gifts on books with our names,
on a notes and songs,
on our prayers and nights
times by times,
it seems not working out,
when you questioning,
that i'm stuck in my past,
and,
cause you'd still in between,
doubt over trust,
to regrets.
we'd shared our dreams then,
nor the feelings.
where you put it on darks and poems,
the plain papers,
on a violent silence,
on our prayer and nights,
i endlessly try.
16.1.2024