Poetry

(We have no ...)

Can no longer have poetry ...
tell about the heart ..
tell love with love ..
not because there's no story ..
but now about me is not about you anymore ...
we are gone ...
both disappear without a trace ..
looking for new colors ...
even though in fact the previous color hasn't been erased ...
You go..
i will go ..
walk looking for a different direction ..
but still we always meet ...
silent at the same point for a long time ..
at the intersection of masalalu who always longs for ...
we are gone ...
fade without direction ..
looks faint away from each other ..
leave a trail between us ..
write out the same story in the past ...
Masalalu will still be late ...
and we have all of that ..
You have leaned against a new story ...
and I'm still struggling in the past story ...
we are gone ...
but the problem will still be ours ...