Sunday, March 2






morning light shines through the blinds
everyone is curled up, in a state of heavy contentment
whisperings till four still ringing in her ear
words that matter, words that don't
bursts of temporary pleasantries hold them
she buries her head in the comfort
just letting it be

he says just let it be



2 comments:

  1. kebosanan melalui jiwa ku ini..hahha :P

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  2. haha hey what does that mean?? lol. ;p

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