Sunday, 3 March 2013


- POOR ME -

I played it cool,
But my heart beats fast,
I dream of you,
It just a dream.

I wake up in the morning,
Wishing you here,
Nothing is real,
I wish you were here.

I think too much,
I doubt about you,
Life is boring,
When we not talking.

God know better,
I’m just hoping,
We’re be together,
Until we realize each other.

Don’t lie about it,
I know already,
Nothing to be worry,
I just miss you suddenly.


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