As a child, sometimes we loss our dolls or toys.
As a teenager, sometimes we lost our freedom because all of the rules.
As a young-adult, sometimes we missed several incredible opportunities.
As a parent, sometimes we lost our unborn child.
Even as a parent, our child probably die before us.
The elderly probably had seen so many lost in their life.
Even our lost cannot stop our life, so just move on..
Inspired by my own felling, i miss someone I don’t even have a chance to talk up to now. I just heard a bad news from one of my friends. In that very sad moment, i wrote this on a moving minibus to Bandung and suddenly the rain dropped. (4/7)
as this notes published, i chatted with that person twice. (9/7)