In these misty rainy nite,
there sit alone,
a petite young girl.
Waiting.
Reminiscing.
Something- somehow that no one understands.
No one would care.
Until the time of the life ends.
There she goes,
that little petite girl,
wondering,
pondering,
what had happen with those memories?
what does happen with those promises?
Perhaps,
It would be the best time for the girl to move on.
Move somewhere, far.far. away.
No one could touch.
No one could reach.
It's perfect.
It's gonna be PERFECT.
Till then
Au revoir.
