Flashback second week of this month
I am going home alone
When the bus I am riding is being thrown
I am in deep shock
The clock stop
I am not injured
I am just rushing to home and sheltered
You flown back
I never bid good bye
A week out of communication
We are lost translation
It was the last motion
You decided to go somewhere out of my reach
Here I am left in undeniably peach
YOU ARE READING
Hatsukoi
Non-FictionIt is based in real events. About two person who fell in love virtually and wanted to make it in real life. These series of poems will unveil how their story goes. A letter to heaven, thoughts for him, hoping it would reach to his haven.
