Monday, December 14, 2015

djakarta djadoel

Hopefully these post cards will make its way to 'Murica

A not-so-crowded monday morning

I deserved a selfie huh?

Taman Fatahillah





Sunday, December 6, 2015

1.30 am dreams : snow


When snow falls, nature listens

All i could remember about the snow is white and cold
It's comforting
It made me want to stay

Do you know that white thing called snow?
Which was probably the thing I loved & hated the most last winter

Do you know that white thing called snow?
Which made me cry because I realized I won't see it anymore in the time that I never knew when

Do you know that white thing called snow?
Which made me fall on the ground thousand times and left these little scars on my cheek

Do you know that white thing called snow?
That I finally be able to touch and see for the first time when I stopped at a highway local chain to get a peppermint hot choco. 

Do you know that white thing called snow?
That let our footprints left on the road

Do you know that white thing called snow?
That keeped me around with that grey sweater

Do you know that white thing called snow?
That i used to touch everyday in the winter
It's white and cold
It's comforting in an indescribable way

Just like your lips.
It's comforting...
in an indescribable way

And I used to touch it, 
with mine...