Confession....

the more i get to know you,
the more i figure out, that you're so fragile.

i'm not your angel, or star or even a sun!
i'm just a weed.

a weed that always be here,
here, in the top of the hill,
who will company you, every time you feel alone.
so don't be scared.

no, i won't push you,
just like what i did to the others,
i'll make my self patient on you.
on us.
and i'll be here.
just stay here.
until you find me.
until you realize.
why,
i choose you above the others bright lights.

(Dedicated to the one who has the same name with my future child : Bara)

_Jakarta