The Last Light

Ada masanya gue merasa menjadi seorang pujangga. Ini salah satu puisi yang gue tulis ketika gue merasa seperti itu.

The Last Light

My dear 

When I leave 
please don't come after me 
I'll only be gone a short while 

Believe 
and we will see each other again 
I will find you again 
just as I have found you 

Please don't mourn 
and don't tell people that I left 
That will only burden you even more 
Just let me go 

I will be home 
waiting for you 

Feb 4th, 22.07 
Jakarta