Mindbender

drove along menteng asking kiri kanan since i’m such a streetblind since i was a kid, especially in this horrible city where people hitting their horns like playing didgeridoo. was i driving next to you with your aching leg? yes. was i happy? oh yes. did you hold my hand? correct. was the last discussion concluded that we’re going nowhere or the alley starts narrowing down? bah. as long as i’m with you. cliche, cuikhh! i’m not a shrink and i don’t do future predictions a la nostradamus or some mama-mama on TV who looks like a middle aged lady in a dairy products ad. you can do anything you like and find out that i’m still hanging on. touch my arm. kiss my hair. squeeze my hand. joke around as you please. hurt me. leave/ditch me. toss me away. anything. emang bego dari sananya gimana dong?

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