laying in bed on my phone,
i wonder to myself "is he home?"
could he be at home, resting his head,
or maybe, could be be awake instead?
it's funny to think we live under the same sky,
shit, why the fuck am i writing about this guy?
again and again you run through my mind,
maybe i think it's just about time,
time to think about myself,
grab a book from on my shelf.
complete a new chapter in my book,
oh damn you know what? i think i'll have a look.
heavy eyes make me want to sleep,
i just want to cry, but not make a peep.
unfortunately however, i have tried,
but sadly a tear can't escape my eyes.
fighting this wave which overcomes me,
crashing down, messing up all i can be...
remembering nights i spent with you,
boy that's all which i can do...
-missing you
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Falling and Rising
Puisiєνєя нα∂ ѕσмєтнιиg уσυ ωαитє∂ тσ ѕαу, ¢σмє ¢ℓєαи αвσυт, σя ʝυѕт ѕнσυт тσ тнє ωσяℓ∂ вυт ¢αит? тнιиgѕ αвσυт ρєσρℓє ωнσ αяє ∂єαя тσ уσυя нєαят, ριѕѕ уσυ σff, нυят уσυ, σя мαкє уσυ ¢яу? ραѕѕισиαтє тнιиgѕ ωнι¢н мαкє уσυя нєαят fєєℓ ℓιкє ιтѕ вєαтιиg ʝυѕт...
