photograph

So you can keep me inside the pocket of your ripped jeans.
holding me closer til our eyes meet
you wont ever be alone.

The boy was staring at me, wondering what I was thinking.
Trying to know me better, just like friends. I ran away.

We walked in the middle of the park. Saw each other with a happy smiles.
Talked a a lot and share the happiness. Wish that we could be like this, everyday.

Falls came , leafs were gone slowly.
Taking a photo together, using his pocket camera, keeping memories in a photograph.
Remembering the first time we met, when I was thinking of something..

Autumn ended.
He asked what was I wondering when we first met.
A difficult question.
I said, I just thought whether I could know him better or not,
He just laughed, said that It already happened.
But I said, It couldn't be any longer.
It was all about me who couldn't stay after autumn had gone.

suddenly he was silently opened a photograph.
That we took on that day,
keeping our memories.

-in the middle of night,
I know you're seeing the photograph,
Aisyah