i wanted to make you understand how i feel. but no matter how hard i tried, i couldn't. i tried for days. the more i write, the more empty my words sounded. et first, i felt panic. i couldn't sleep for many days. but then, the panic goes away everytime i see yor face, or just heard your voice. i used to write poetry becauese to me, it was likw riting letters to GOD; to tell someone i couldn't see how i felt inside. then finally GOD replied. with a poem more beautiful than anything i had ever written. He gave me you.
you are my poetry from GOD. let hear your voice. please call me. i will be waiting. just call me. so ican sleep peacefully again.
:: a script taken from SEPET. Jason's lines.
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