Dear the one who i lost in my past,
I dont want to mention what their name. But for sure they remains a big scar in my heart.
I dont know if it is right to say this, but i really mean it.
Life is a joke. Every person that come in your life will taking their step far away from you. It's cruel but i prefer call it "simbiosis". A metaphor? nope. Deep in my breath im sighing.
Now the whole world know that i had lost everything. I had lost my late grandfather, lost my big family. Lost my friend. Im a poor child now. Sympathy? I dont need it. Attention? Its useless now.
I had to start my life back. Putting my self on track need thousands of miles away.

Sometime i wonder if i ever cross someone else's mind? If  I ever been in someone else dream? If im not here, who will miss me. That sort of thought always come through. Because you can call me "black and white promise" Its about my presence in someone else life. Have you ever seen a black and white promise? Which need a piece of paper that contains a promise that the one who own it had to keep it on his side for a few period? You keep the promise for a period right? After you forgot it, the only thing remain are the black and white paper. Same as me. People remember me when i with them. But if i far away from them, my destiny will be the same as the paper.