the part when i'm suppose to say goodbye

Posted: Monday, November 9, 2009 | Posted by Albertus Prawata | Labels:

Here I am, standing outside your heart.
Walking by and passing you to notice me,
a silence smile is all I get,
waiting for a laughter on my clouded dream.
Here I am, at the same place and the same time,
keeping the words of our meetings,
so I would always be ready to greet you on every morning.