Minggu, 17 Juni 2018

Loneliness as Sweet as Sugar

The sun has left the Western skyline, and I am still here with the time that stopped from walking away.

Was the color of a night dark? Or was it bright?

Will I find the same mien of loneliness, the one that tasted as Sweet as sugar?

I am not leaving the world, but will the world waits for me?

If I was left behind, is this loneliness? I left everything behind, is this also loneliness?

The thing I saw perhaps everything but where I stand this very moment.

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