On a sunny Sunday there will be more useless time that i use to think bout you. Sitting on my sofa and drink my coffee, hei you boy, still driving your car on your way back to Jakarta?
When will we meet again and kiss you deeply? Under the city light holding your hand tight, like a kitten under the blanket. This is me, baby, missing you so bad....
Menggenggam secangkir kopi tak akan pernah sehangat menggenggam kenangan tentang hujan dan lautan...
