The Twilight Is Not Kind

Sun has hidden its light now
Birds back to their home
And orange color start dominate around it

I sit in one of the cafes that holds many wonderful memories first
Watching the dusk slowly disappear
And leave the roar of the waves that still faithfully accompany till night

I walked aimlessly,
And only the gusts of wind that hit the body
I know I'm stupid,
I let the closed wound, now back gaping and bleeding
I just let it go, until it dries by itself because tired

I'm still faithful here,
I do not know what I'm thinking right now
Your shadow is still faithful to accompany
But not your presence anymore

I think twilight can calm my heart
But the reality is not
Twilight only regrows the wound
Because dusk is not good for souls whose hearts is broken and hurt

"Because dusk taught that something beautiful, not always present to us"

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