august's notes

//𓆸

he was a knitwear

i was his summer

he loves rock

i want some blues

he was fearless

i chose to be terrified

he wanted new york

i want an unknown village

he was so naive back then

i was too strict with everything

he did believe in love

and i was never at the same page

hey,

i am a cruel summer,

give me 500 days, to let you go.

//𓂉

he taught me about the smiths,

i taught him some folk little things.

he always told me about the apocalypse,

i was the one who easily gave up for these.

we wont be compatible for each other,

so i learned to let him go further.

//𓆧

i still listening the same song

that you told me

yesterday

i still rewatching the old movie

that we already watched

yesterday

i still stan the soft rock band

that you taught me

yesterday

and i still unconsciously mumbling

your favorite quotes

until this day

why are your shadow tattooed on me,

and wreck me this way?

//𓆸

we wanted to be together,

but we craved different things.

i wanted to live fully,

but you chose to end yours.

(loc. affandi museum)