Friday. Rain. City.

Friday.
Rain.
City.

I used to hug you last friday,
drowning my self there.
I spill your parfume this friday,
to drowning in my own self and feel you.

I still play our games,
I still play our songs,
I still play our videos.

But one thing for sure,
it's not the same withour you.

Friday.
Rain.
City.

This time,
I should've drowned my self in your hug,
You should've held me tight,
We should've bursted the distance.

I getting my self lost,
yet you did nothing.
Please tell me what am I supposed to do?

Would you come to my dream?
Hug me? Just a moment, please?
Will you? Can we?
Tell me.

Friday.
Rain.
City.

You're not here.
I have nowhere to go.

-S.