Saturday, August 28, 2010

The Gift


0,1 drawing pen on envelope


Did you remember what's inside this envelope?
I also have a copy as you have
Seven pieces of photos
A minute before i'm going to sleep, i keep my eyes to look at them, espessially your image

I don't care about what kind of stuff i gonna eat this night
Neither the next day, and the other day
What i'm care is all about you
What are you doing now?
Are you fine there?
Are you miss me the same way i miss you?
Because here i am, this time and always
Miss my only one, you