The Meeting

anthony-intraversato-414115

Don’t you think I ace it when we finally meet again?

It’s about time

that we meet again.

You

with your shiny brown hair

jogging lightly

a bucket of flowers in your hand,

smiling widely

like there’s no end.

And

me.

I,

with pieces of broken heart in hands,

am in tears

as you compile me

as one.


credits
Photo by Anthony Intraversato on Unsplash


Jakarta, something past 0 in the morning, finally posted.

Advertisements

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google+ photo

You are commenting using your Google+ account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

w

Connecting to %s