I called him, bu-ing...
For his bouncy personality that makes me crazy...
I called him, piko...
For his funny face that could always make me smile,
even just to think about him...
I called him, pibu...
For being like a super ambulance,
who's always taking me away and saving me from boredom...
I called him, bayi panda...
For his warmth, that would make me want to stay in his ams,
always...
I called him, prince...
For every his charming personality that make me feel calm...
I called him, sunshine...
For always brightening my dark hours...
I called him, love...
For that's what i felt for him...
I called him out, in my dreams...
I called him out, in my very wishes...
I called him out...
so softly than he couldn't even hear...
so gently than i couldn't even speak...
I called him out, in my heart...
so loud till it might feel hurts...
but it's not...
I called him out...
I close my eyes...
praying for his best...
than i smile...
and i called him out...
still...
...090110...
-tepat dua bulan ketika terakhir kali aku melihat bayangnya dari balik jendela sambil menitikkan airmata yang masih belum berhenti sampai kini-
