the sun seemed to no longer shine for me ..
breeze no longer come teasing me ..
I sat in the corner of my loneliness ..
pensive ..
imagine your beautiful face ..
i try to paint your face on canvas ..
but i can not afford ..
my hands are too tired ..
tired of longing to stroke your beautiful haircut.
too far i'm flying in the sky longing ..
too high please ..
make me not ready yet if i have to lose your self ..
Dear...