Two years ago...
This February, we found Bali
Today we were not found each other yet
For that days and nights without us, I cried
In silence and frightened, we could not ever see each other again
It was hurt to know that they tore us apart, forcefully
Live is so hard
You, I knew, live that tough life
But me, always on struggle, and without you here, means more struggle
Words mean a lot than silence for me
You maybe disagree, because you can get through this better than I did