Love? Haha, I thought this was just the deepest feeling of longing because I hadn't met for a long time, but after I thought why I was still loyal to boring things? It waits for something that will not necessarily return or even disappear with memories. Is it true that I love him? Ah I don't know, I'm still confused about my feelings. If this is true, does love always be about waiting?
It's been 9 years I waited, waiting for him to say the words "Isma, add back again", did he never think of me? I always remember it, I always shouted "Adit, go back" when I passed his house even this I did every day.
A regret came here, regret about why I only knew his nickname and regret about why I didn't know where he was moving. Not only regret, even the fear that might occur is always in my mind, namely "is he around here but we don't know each other?" And much more.
But I am sure, God will restore you and bring you here with me, and I will still wait without ever saying tired, yes maybe I love you, and adit hurry back to reply to this indescribable longing.
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