I know

I know that it isn't even 100 hours yet since the last time we breathe the same air, sharing a plate of cireng, laughed at some random passing guy with weird outfit

I know that we've ever had been walked our own path for 6 years or so

I know that in between the space dimension we are still taking the same exact path ahead

I know that you know what I'm thinking of and dreaming about

I know from the bottom of my heart

That I'm missing you, dear


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