Hey October, are you miss me?
There’s a lot of story when October comes, story of my life and the people near me. There’s a lot of happiness and joy, but in same time the sad story comes without a trace. A sign, maybe.. A path, maybe.. And I always think God sent it for some reason. Reason that I even know is good or bad.
Here comes the rain. Fall into my eyes. Fill my lung with a thousand tear. And I just stand still and wipe it with a fingertips.
Hey October, I waiting you to leave!