SITTING dreamy
By Tentangmu Leaves



Sit,,
I count the time, counting the seconds last trip,
the impact when the ups and downs of my story,
Breaking through the memory of fun wilting blooms,
Etching suffering love melancholy,
Memutik increasingly clear bead eyes.

Sit,,

I appealed to the memories last
When the love that I'm sure mine,
The set of happy crowded chase,
But no thought is fleeting,
Kian brings melancholy gray,
Who marched glass forming rocky,
On the reverse blinds my eyes.

Sit,,
I cry in silence bersepi,
Hiding behind the laughter itself,
Sedaya dismissed melancholy and sad,
However hiba still felt in the heart,
Kerna poignant accompany availab