The moon is calling me
To fly to the night sky
But I do not have a couple wings to go away
And I decide to pray
I wish I could not cry
Because the moon is calling me
And I always stay
But I never try
I wish the moon could read it
My soul is here and also fear
I am so sorry, my dear moon
The beautiful one that
I am looking for every noon

I am sorry, I fail today.
I am not good at all.
I try to be good at all.
I am sorry if I take longer than others.
They always talk to me what my progress.
I always talk to myself that I am always in progress.
I feel like I am failure everyday.

Why some people always ask me what the reason I fall in love with you is?
Is this because from your eyes, maybe?
Is this because from your face, maybe?
Is this because from your cheek, maybe?
Is this because from what I never know and I never tell to you that you have to try to know, maybe?
I fall in love with you
It means that the way I talk to you or the way I treat you better it is all for you that you deserve
Some people cry because they don't have a love back
Some poeple be happy because they have it back
Are some people know that I fall in love with you more, maybe twice?
I feel I am alive when I fall in love
I fall in love sometimes
I stay to fall again in the same place of yours
Maybe, your heart
Maybe, your eternity
That's all I will rise from your prosperity
I am happy and also sad
But I never let demon fed
Because I feel I am not dead

Save me in your poetry.
Then take it away anywhere you go.
You may never forget every single memory.
I hope the past will make learning for us going forward.
The words that you composed for me before
I will never erase from my memory.
Time may still offer,
where is the joy or the sorrow,
where love where is the lie.
Meeting may have been ours.
But now behold,
it turns out that farewell is more than anything else.
Maybe if someday you will find me.
I am always in your poetry.
Because I never went anywhere.
After all, you always carry me too.
And if possible you miss me.
Remember I miss you too.
Read it again.
I just might come back.
But really, I can't really promise that for sure.

I talked to the moon about its light.
I could not see it tonight.
The moon said there are no light for tonight.
Because the stars were stolen.
And the moon felt alone.
And I should be gone.
Falling from the night sky down.

The rose
will hurt you
when you hold on tight.
You may like roses
with his appearance.
It is beautiful with its color.
The rose
will hurt you
when you don't know
how to treat it properly.
Like a love,
which you never care about
and you waste.

I wish you were here.
I need your hug.
I want to lean on you arm
and tell you that my day was going to be bad.
I just want to tell you
and you will hear me.
It's simple.