The End

At the end of November, 

I think we can officially announce that the era has already come to an end. 

We're no longer looking out for each other. 

I let this feeling slip through my finger, pouring down from my palm like sand. 

All the hopes that were suppressed tightly in my chest, only so I could breathe freely, now have lifted out.

Untangling the mess that has been so called as a relationship. 

I know, I had lost multiple times. 

But I also win a couple of things. 

So let's put that down on the hall of memories of our battle. 

And let the scars shape the soul of ours.

Samboja, Kukar

*please banget, ngga mau ada era-era selanjutnya :"