Poem
A SIDE OF ME THAT ONLY COME AT MIDNIGHT lovethispic.com Tonight I missed my fingertips touch a typewriter So I opened my computer Out of the blue I trapped with my old memories in an old folder named flashback for hours I feel as if I've got many friends But feeling like I have no friends at all At the same time And for more than once I was unsure about it Did I miss them too much ? or Did I just miss that kind of moments ? But I am surely know now This is what it feels like to be grow up Humankind always need someone to keep in with For the reason that They cannot face this world alone