I still remember when the first time you ask me bout your cake. Every time we met, you always be the first one that smile to me.
You always begin tellin’ story. There was always a story that you share. When you tellin’ bout story, whatever it was, you tell it to me.. but.. I was thinking, who am I? I just nobody, even not just to you but to everybody.
You’re the star, you’re famous, everyone knows you well. You’re kind, smart, handsome (maybe), care to everybody, but.. seriously, you want to tellin’ bout your story but it was ok just your unimportant story but once again, I said.. I just nobody. Why you want to tell it to me? Like.. Who am I?. Baca lebih lanjut