Spark

last night, when he drove the car, he hold my hand. it feels different.

he hold my hand, while the cars keep moving, streetlights shine on our hands, yellow, and then turned black, and turned yellow again, it is funny seeing our skin change colors.

then i realized, that changing colors, its like life, there's time life shows its colors, then there's time life shows its monochromatic side, it is depend on our way of thinking.

why can't we be together again? that thought passing my head for a second. why couldn't i forget past and get back to him? people made mistakes, didn't they?

i missed him, so badly. i missed us, when we still together, when we still stand tough, no one between us, crushing us.

he's still trying, to cure me, to heal me, from scratches he made, then i just need to be patient, waiting him, waiting him trying to cure me, let's see.

and i still waiting for that spark, that i felt everyday before she broke us. hurry please :)