when rain starts pouring,
tears begins to shead,
as i start reminiscing,
the memories we had in my head.
"when will you come?"
i always ask out of the blue,
"are you out or in home?"
how i'd wish you were true.
is it only me?
or the weather is with me?
bcoz when i start crying,
rain also start dropping.
how i'd wish you were also feeling,
the feeling that something is missing,
not something but someone,
someone who is your loved one.
ay wao ule. huehue diz layp ez su cruwel. wae wae wae. wae layp ez su cruwel? plis excyos meh agen. aym messeng samwan agen. okae okae. meh ez gunna estaph apter diz, okae? okae. bayer ge.
