I miss you with every sorrow and tearflow
realising that you might not miss me back, my dear
Yes we talk and joke as if you were near
but your gaze and touch I forfeit here
Objectively I have myself in control
Subjectively inside I am bumped into uncertain wall
I am haunted by question
which the answer I fear to hear
Trying to put forward all the rationale
yet something opposes it, against me
Too afraid to admit that I need you
Too ignorant to realise that I care
Too fragile to know, I may be in love with you
Jakarta 8th of July, 2013
Midnight
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