I just still can't wrap it around my mind
About how hard it is to actually lose your presence
I guess I'm used to having a 911 that's only mine
Maybe I took it for granted until your absence
Sometimes I daydream side by side with my own thoughts
I'm torn between longing you and not interrupting your process-
of letting go of the thought of me, of moving forwards
And yet anywhere I go, I keep my glances at your words-fortress
I'm soon flying to Surabaya, then Texas, and Da Nang
I'm still in Jakarta, and even here someone asked about you
Saying things like nothing happened feels weird on my tongue
It's gloomy inside, with a forced expression to get through
I was reading the Da Nang competition manual the other day
And hell, you would've been the perfect mentor for my judging
As your plan, you were going to help me rehearse until I'm ready
It's based on a novel, you know how this distracted mind on reading
The drinks and stories will be based on a chapter from the book
I would score them, yet you're the capable one to sit
I'm exhausted of surviving the travels, being on the hook
The journey has so much to offer, so little to breathe
Wish I could, just temporarily cover the emptiness and fill the void
But the only person who can blur your spot doesn't want to see me
So even with some euphoria, Jakarta couldn't help with the feelings raid
Let's just wait and see what next cities have to offer to set me free
No comments:
Post a Comment