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09/07/2018 | 0 comment[s]



dear my ad,
do you still smiling like the iris blooming in the winter,
even when our love turn bitter?

dearest ad,
who made from fire and passion,
with the embers that burn slow,
and burn bright;
that will never fail to warm my heart
is your heart still burning with love
or your heart turns into the cinder 
or your heart flooded with the rain of sadness just like mine.


dear ad,
your words have always been sweet as honey drips,
your actions have always been kind, magnanimous
your stare has always been as soft as the sunlight peeking through the cloud after the rain.
your loves has always been beautiful as a canvas furnished by nature and embroidered by imagination
- but i didn't know,
your love can turn bitter like a day of mourning.


dear adam hazri,
did your ears burn when someone called you haz?
did your heart ache when you know it's not me saying that word?
or did you miss me?

Haz is my nickname for adam, and im the only person that ever called him that.  So this is for you Haz, i loved you.



x B.







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