A Song

I heard the sound of wave for the first time we met,
Moments created like writing musical notes on the staff,
Even we are from the different beats, rhythm and songs,
Bonding created like we form an Acapella,




When the time and fate make us apart,
Saying goodbye doesn't mean forever goodbye,
I will miss you all until we meet again,
Now —
I think of you, when I listen the song, that we sang together.


08/02/2015
9.03 am
PG

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