One month living here, I still does not meet my friends, I'm thankful for that, I'm not ready to remember, The pain they give me. But god only on my site, Just for a month, I think this day is a lucky say, But I was wrong, It was my bad day, Cause I meet you, At bookstore. We pick the same book, Our hand touch, We say sorry to each other, And I was shock, Really shock, Cause you infront of my eyes. You also have the same expression, What should I do, God, Please help me, To run away from here, Please... Please...