If time could tell emotions,
It would be a queue,
To a rollercoaster train.
I had my ride today, and here is how I fare:
Six to seven
It was a typical Monday
Seven to eight
Lights blacked out, I thought of her
Eight to nine
I made her mad, I fell to despair
Nine to half past ten
We met each other
I wished time would pause
As jubilation in rhapsody
Then she bid farewell
And I was in dismay
Eleven to midnight
The heart wanders
Into sleepless night
All over again
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Bintulu
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