You aren't perfect,
You have a defect.
Defect that everyone may affect,
Eventhough it is like a small insect.
You are once that so called perfect,
However, when someone left you it make yourself to be so affect.
I want to hug you,
And love you like there's no tomorrow to see you.
I will never let you hurt,
Because I am a warrior who can make it assert.
Those days that I am with you,
I really treasured it like what you do.
I am so excited to see you after this quarantine.
I am so excited to have deep talks, inuman session and etc. even even you're masculine.
I miss you that much,
That I am craving for our personal attach.