How I wished we took atleast one of decent picture together, so whenever my mind craving your presence around I have something to reminisce at. Oh, how I wished back then we talked more than we had, wouldn't it be nice if I know about you more, like what's your mother's name? Or do you like the sound of the rain outside that break our silence every when the two of us sit by each others side by side while exhaling the gray smoke that smelled like the home to back at that both of us don't even have? We as the same as broken as we are, still somehow I wondering that if only I could exchange anything to go through what inside that beautiful head of yours ALIAS GILA KANGEN BANGET GUE SAMA LU NGENTOT
