Sometimes,
we look into something as it means so much in our lives,
we thought it is the missing piece that we look for all these times.
We were mistaken for being friendly,
we were disliked for our own anxiety,
until,
we're no longer see the light that coming straight to our eyes.
Because in the end,
its not all about the person that we have known that all matters,
its about the moments that we both had created along the journey when we were still there in those days.
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DEEPER BLACK ( POETRY / Random Thoughts )
Poetry#2901 Dedicated to everyone who lost themselves over something that worth nothing. [#1 Poem : 19 January 2019 -> 28 January 2019 ] [#1 Puisi : 31 January 2019 -> 3 February 2019 ]
