Then, everything would be a memory.
A reminiscence of an old story.
There, it'd seem blurry.
What happened to you happened to me. I had it and I lost it.
But you chose to hide in the dark.
And you disappeared...
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From the Coffeeshop Art Series
Me on words
Aditya Wicaksono on sketch and drawing
Me on words
Aditya Wicaksono on sketch and drawing
Not a word passes between us,
ReplyDeletenot because we have nothing to say,
but because we don't have to say anything..
It was only a smile, nothing more.
It didn't make everything all right.
It didn't make anything all right.
Only a smile. A tiny thing..
-kite runner-