Short Letter to Who Came into My Mind Last Night
I miss the way you laugh... Sounds weird for people on their first meeting with you, but if only I got a chance to hear it every single morning in my life, it'd be such an honor... I miss the way you drove the bike... Not that cautious of bumps, ups, and downs... Like you were just walking barely, letting your mind be drown on velocity... I miss you for taking me around, introducing me into your taste buds... Some might be just fail-tasted, but it’s getting nicer somehow... I miss you. I just miss you.












