It's felt like the first time we met
Your face that still doesn't look bright
Your eyes are not shining
Your hair is still a mess
But your smile always..
Yes it is all still remember clearly
And I hope I can meet you just like last time
I remember..
That morning I just woke up from my sleepless night
Same like you, I'm still a mess
And always messy
Maybe thats time you didn't notice me.
Maybe because my hair is a mess
or maybe too much acne so you don't see how handsome my face
Well, maybe I can only hope
Everytime I through this road, I could see you.
Even though I know your religion is what have you
Not me..
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