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I want to go out of town with you

We will just commute till we reach our destination

We will hug and share a cup of noodles on the ride,

As we enjoy the views.

Then when you’re the first one who will sleep

I will take you a picture for black mail in the future

As we step on the unfamiliar place,

We will take bunch of pictures

And appreciate the nature.

We will try their culture food, dance, etc..

We will explore the beach and the rock formations

We will be romantic

As I splash water from the ocean to you,

And you will do same

And we will play chase on the sand.

When you caught me

We suddenly lie on the sand

As our eyes lock

as my heart does

the thunder screaming in my mind.

the truthness that blinding me now

like the dark atmosphere fastly covering the place.

the cold breeze

as my feelings for you now,

the rain suddenly stop,

as my thoughts to give myself another chance

the lighting make me aware

to what will happen

if im not going to take this fold covering my eyes

the whisper of the wind like an angel

the first time you gave me fresh flower

when you were my eighteenth.

one piece of red rose without thorns

as your motives for me.

everyday you create me

a rose out of used paper

for the efforts 

to make my day. 

in our anniversaries, 

you gave me 3 pieces of plastic roses

you never did to gave me a fresh one

coz you want me to know,

that your love is not like a fresh flower

No matter how I fight the feelings

It still hurts

Why does it returning back itself?

The undisclosed pleasure

Being nightmares on my every sleepiness

Gladly we don’t have that much photographs

And exchanged gifts

That would increase my loneliness

No matter how I take revenge

I always end up missing you

Why we need to be like this?

See each other as strangers now

Our story would be other story to tell

I truly believe that first love is hard to forget and forgive.

If only time could return