Everything that I loved, even not or even had a chance to confess, gone sooner ? WHy this thing always happen to me ? Why can I be happy with the one I love longer ?  Sunday morning. The weather isn't that good. I stare at the dark clouds. My mouth says,

He's back. For his lover. Actually, he don't really make a confession ~  That's why he's back.  After 5 month he being missing.

DON'T SAY ANYTHING !! I JUST MADE IT FOR FUN. I THOUGHT THEY'RE PERFECT. WELL, PROBALY IMAGINATION -_- BTW, ENJOY AND KEEP SUSCRIBE FOR THE STORY ^^