EVERYTHING IS CONNECTED, except us

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 March 22, 2023


I never liked the idea of missing the memories

Listen to a particular song, and all of a sudden, eyes full of tears

That deep voice part of the song sounds like you whisper

Telling me all the things that we can’t have and gone


The owner of time laughed at this drama

No chance to negotiate or even make a new one

I don’t want to miss all of this shit alone

I will cry so hard until you feel the same

Because I do believe everything is connected


Even though you and I never tell each other

At least, in the end, we know, and we feel


NADILA J. ISLAMIATY

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