meitha soekotjo (May 10,1973 / jakarta)
Today come after yesterday,
the day that you were here,
Yesterday finished before today,
when you are here,
In silence we were..
In silence we are..
Love can never be so silence.
Love is too silence to be listened and too be loud to be spoke.
As we were..
As we are..
...in the silence and in the loud of our love.
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