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a letter for missing somebody

How you define missing somebody?


it's 21.59 pm when my intellectual lobe still hardly remember what the things ever happened in the past. In fact I don't really know what's the definition of missing somebody. I thought that there's someone that I miss, but I doubt to named it as 'missing' when what actually I feel right know is my heart and my brain just like bloody to know how's life going on to him.

Now I'll be like an agony lay down in my bed counting how many hours left for finally meet him in a right time. This purulent wound should be overcome before it comes to an irreversible pain. I found no specific reason why I could be as this excessive, all I know is just this feeling come up since I cannot see your presence in my life like you used to be.

where are you and what are you doing?
those two questions become really noteworthy regarding to you. How can those simple questions haunted me as much as algebra in math or even more. Can you just simply tell me the story of your life when I'm not around and I swear it will significantly help me to have a deep breathe and contribute much toward my health condition.

realize that actually we are as same as a shining moon in the darkest night. I am a sickle moon that appears at the end of months, a half or even more of me was you, who complete and create a perfection of full moon, but you just arise at the start of the months. The distance will be really unfair and cruel because it seems impossible for us even just to say 'hi'.

People need some tunes to create an awesome harmony,
and this is me and my soul who still missing somebody.


-a dim sickle moon-

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