Friday, August 17, 2012


i wrote sin on my grave.
it impossible to erased it
it happen very fast , minutes nor in seconds; in blink of eyes.
i can even bear wit it
im scared of my thought (everyday)

he didnt give a call after that scene. not even once. he promise that he will give me a call everyday, because he is free, not in duty. ahh.
im scared if something happen, which (.) tings (.) dat (.) im_not_expected_to_came.
he the first. im the first.

i wish he would call me today, at least just say " hello.. "

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