I used to keep awake in the journey on the bus
Looking forward for the scenery lingering around the glass
The trees, grass, mountain, and the extreme roads
One moment I took my eyes on the people with me
We were laughing and singing and joking and having meals
And something I can’t talk about it
Then I started to think that every second at the moment
Would be missed someday after we’re home
Tonight, I am home and already alone
I really do miss every little thing I imagine I’d miss
Yeah, I miss you Insersio.
-p.puteri
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