How to love is

Thanks to you who show me how to love is,

It's mean a lot for love myself more,

To describe what kind a person who really love me.

I am not blind anymore and wont everlasting,

I can see clearly and hope in my open mind next,

Thanks to you ... man who always teach me how to love is

When you came again

Out of my imagination when you came and still remind me as I was before,

Meanwhile I tried to remember all nice memory that I ignored long time ago,

Our sad story made me very guilty, that's my fault.

I made a wrong dessicion, I am so sorry.

But its very strange when I felt I wanna you back,

Then my mind cried loud and said its too late to make a dream,

cause deep inside I completely realize...

you're not be mine anymore

and I was alone

My Dad's Kampong

Called Balai Banyak, Balai Gurah