the park that time

i remember that, i was once take you there

spending our time, with silly talks yet shitty talks.

happy as can be.

and then days are passing by

when my morning comes,

there was a text, coming in my cell phone,

telling that you step your feet in the park

sitting on the same seat when we the first time you're there

and you brought me breakfast.

i can't imagine why you have to wake

up so early

and travels far from your home outside the town

for just giving me a breakfast.

smile is an expression of happiness

and the smile i saw that time,

is priceless.