Unspoken

beyond this wall i can tell
there're you who always dwell
with this phone i might call
how i've been longing to fall
living in the shell, for you
my wishing well, for two
thus you're still running round
like a soul shall never be found
my efforts as my testament
while your heart will never meant
for God's sake! i adore
this wicked man, who ignore!

-for God's sake juga, entah knp gw lupa kapan gw nulis puisi ini, yg jls puisi ini ditulis ketika obyek yg dibicarakan sedang berada di luar kota untuk sebuah obligasi tertentu ;)


(Chikita Rosemarie, don't know when )