by Amarizky Juansinta
How should I reach you once again, my Dear?
My trembling palms want to hold yours so tight.
Losing you has never been my great fear,
Yet you always seem away from my sight.
Then why I stuck on the edge of the heart?
I feel scared you will be dust within stars.
Dear, tell me we will not be apart.
So, I can embrace the heart without scars.
But why the universe let me hurting?
You say that I deserve beatitude;
Even when you will not be my yearning,
While you let the heart comes to solitude.
Neither orb nor cosmos has me ended;
It is you who left me deeply wounded.