To 2307, with love

so its 10 to 10, and sleeping is waaaay in the bottom of my to do list.
and doing my homeworks is just one rank above it.

then what's the priority?

well, it must've been stopping my eyes from leeking hazzardously.

it's just, to know that i can't just drive 150km(s) to see you. i can't just texting you, gotta wait till you reach me first. and i definitely can't just kidnap you so Romeo-Juliet-ly, heading nowhere.

ah fuck.
it'll be so lousy from now on.

well you know, the problem is, i'm getting a bit spoilt by your accompany. a bit too comfy by your presence. from time to time, you're being the trustwoman. the one i tell my stories to, cry upon, and, hell yeah, cursed at. and what makes her special, no judgement afterward.

it's not enough time. it is too sudden. and yet, commonsense talking, it'll never be enough time to be apart.

thanks for these years. and stop asking for the reason why i keep thanking you, because eventhough everyone consider you as a crazyhead which i'm aware of, you're the one who gives me greatest favor so far. by being you. by being you who except me the way i am.

good luck, go do your thing and get your dream, 5 years eh? blink of an eye.

PS : belajar jangan nyasar.

love, 1211