Everything sad-- A soul has left, we are crying to act that we are living. A man stands under the tree, hanging his heart to think it will be free. He needs home to be loved, he needs home to feel a love. The night was dancing without the music. Everything sad-- in the silence, we know that he has gone.
Indonesia, 6th November 2021 Arif Aditya Abyan Nugroho
i am left with all these alien feelings as you stand by the window rain and wind slowly make their way into you the light from your cigarette becomes colorless in and out...every breath the whisper of being here gives the idea of being out of place as you will without-end be a long goodbye