morning prayer
the sound of morning twitterin’ my cheek
the smell of dew arouse my consciousness
ahhh is it already time to go?
push my soar eyes to open
cling to my sanity to wake
ahh it is my time to go
with a hope my days will go better
and may only the best . . .
how?
how we will ever make ourself sure, the end is the end..?
Dua, atau tiga bulan yang lalu saya bertemu dengan seorang teman lama. Pertemuan setelah hampir setahun kurang tidak pernah ada komunikasi dan bertukaran cerita hidup. Saat itu, baru lah saya tahu bahwa dalam waktu dekat akan ada satu ikatan yang lebih serius lagi di kehidupannya,,she’s gonna be a wife.
very much excited, very much happy for her. as the happy day only days to count. but tonight, i’ve just got the news. everything has canceled..the wedd’s off..
well life, i’m pretty much sure would not ended in marriage. there’s gotta be more than that, and there’s gotta be else to come. it’s just an end of another beggining.
then, how will we ever sure, the end is the end?
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