And when I run, I run extra mile for you For all the unspoken feeling For the exchange of glances For pitter-patter that never be put into words Just jumbling in our minds Just because we are too afraid of what life might offer   One extra mile For you

About Me

An avid fan of chamomile tea. Drinks black coffee once in a while. Loves rain. A bilingual, hence the posts are in English or Indonesia. I write poems and short stories to channel out my inner battle and rumbling voice in my head. I will publish my book on poems …