Sitting at the balcony...
Looking out side at the busy traffic..
having of u on my mind..
Recalling back the memories..
this is how I spend my day while u r drunk on the other side of the world...
As I m writing,
The sky started to cry...
As if to confirmed with me that
The scene from the balcony won't be nice...
Because u r the missing piece in the scene...
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