My november

When October end and November start , when the winds naturaly blow,
And when the trees and grasses are singing the praise for god,
When i'm seeking the truth of my heart about you.
The month and this season still remembering me of your voice and your smile.
But how could i forget about anything in that moment,
I wanna forget anything about that , but could i?? and would i ??

Like a fallen angel

~ Now im just the lost angel who want go back to the heaven.
i'm just keep my eye on my wing, and sometimes i mumble "why did can't use my wing and when i can fly again".
maybe i must wait in this world until doom. i'll feel better if someone with true love attend me until doomsday.