dear "kalian",

dear "kamu",

Monday, I’m waiting

Tuesday, I’m still waiting to see

see..see…if you are fine

Wednesday, you’re still not here

Neither in the morning, nor later

Thursday is also empty

Friday or Saturday or even Sunday

None of the day that I don’t miss you

None of the day that you will come back

To be in our old days

How long it will be like this? I don’t know

How many months or years?

How many billions of our past memory?
--A little crazy thing called love--


Will you remember our sweet moments 
And cherished them the way I do 
How we spent our special moments together 
How we used to share it all


Will you remember me the way I remember you
Will you be the same The last time I saw you
You are the sweetest 
Every moment with you is the sweetest one