I often wonders
what will you become
if time let you go from the space that is in between us
let you stay,
in the same sunsets and sunrise,
eating the food we share,
the love we celebrate,
and the air we breathe.
I wonder
will you become someone with blinding charisma ,
one that experience the beauty of relationship,
the sore of heartbreak,
the life that you wanted
I continue to wonder ,
If our time starts to collide again
will I ever be part of yours,
Trying to be the so-called guidance,
Trying to be the righteous mentors
Even when my own life breaking apart
Time seems to be deaf.
It moves forward
but I don’t
I’m here
and I still wonders.













