I really wanted to talk to my friends about it.
Anyone who can understand.
But I just can't do that easily.
Even, I don't know how to talk to myself about it.
I'm shrinking, drowning, floating because I'm dive too deep and there's no home I want to find, stop, and stay for a little while.
I'm lost and homeless.
I'm just scared of start again and find one.
Little bit of trauma that you put it on a drama.

Hai,
I won't find you again.
Not tonight, tomorrow, or two years later.
I wish I found you when we were young and free.
When I'm not so in love with you so I can be cool.
When I'm not so interest of love.
When I'm not with your friend.
Or at least,
I hope this will never happen.
I hope I never find you, meet you, and by coincidence look at to your glazed eyes.
I hope I never know you as much as you know yourself.
I hope I never fall in love.
Because they said,
When there's a fall, there's someting meant to be broken.
Well, it's mine now.

- dlx