Thank you, dear babe…

For your anger, blasphemy and abuse-verbally that you gave me last night…

Which is make me useless…

Which is make me feel insulted….

Which is add my heartache…

Which is make me cry…

Make me realize…

I don’t want to bloom like that…

I could be better, much better…

God give me strengths by showing me my weakness…

God give me lights by showing me certain kind of darkness…

Thank you, dear babe…

For all those things you gave to me…

For all those hugs…

For all those kisses days and nights…

For all those touch…

For all those passions…

For all our skin-felt…

For all those beautiful words…

For all those laughs…

For all those trust…

For all those liveliness…

For all those pureness..

For all those indulging…

For all those happiness…

For all those loves…

Thank you, dear babe…

You have contributed a lot of losta masta in my life…

I realize at last…

It is myself I cannot defeat…

It is my tears I cannot hold…

It is my feelings I cannot change…

It is my love I cannot hide…

Thank you, dear babe…

Although we’re not meant together…

I still am keeping you in my heart…

I still am keeping you as my valentine…

Don’t know when this glorious feeling will lose…

Could be, 20 years, 30 years, 40 years…

Could be, when I have children, or even grandchildren…

You will still here…in my heart…

Thank you, dear babe…