OPACAROPHILE

I was awaken by that peculiar-short text,

Losing myself again this time and I wonder where to go next?

 

The journey to an epic paradise,

almost got me blurred in the eyes.

 

I feel sad as I go back in time,

Just like after the sunset it is the night time.

 

You are a person that I've known to be the sunset lover,

and here I am the trouble maker.

 

We're bound for so much pain,

the mistakes that we're doing, it's again and again.

 

We're bound for bad lucks and disadvantages,

the page that we're looking at, it changes.

 

This life seems to be a little unfair to both of us,

but luckily the sun never betray the two us.

 

We're might be having the saddest journey in life,

but doing our best here perhaps will bring us luck in the after life.