Dancing in November

The lights are off,

We were dancing in the middle of the hall,

Moving our feet as the rhythms goes off,

“Just putting it back, please rewind!”

Losing our patience,

But we still try to keep believing in our visions. We keep dancing with blood on our feet, I deeply look at your eyes, see the future flashing by, I smiled as I tighten my hug. Deep down I want to go to the fantasy world and be with you until I grow my grey, but then I realize that purest act of love is the art of letting you go, it was so hard for me to let you go, set you free, you are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen, I would kiss your wounds and flaws, I would bring you anywhere and be proud of you, you are the Liverpool to my life, you are my hero, you are the Batman to my Gotham, you are all Sal Priadi’s song, you are my friend and love, you are my angel and my devil, you are the day and night. And when it comes to the day that I will forget how you sound, I would not forgive myself. Now there she is, and now sadly our love has found its end. Grateful that I chose to dance with you in November.