I reminded you as something sweet like candy
when the days got bitter..
I liked you like peanut butter
the one thing that always completed my peanut jelly sandwich
I adore you for all the little things that you’ve done
when I needed someone to hold to..
I don’t want anything about you, appears, as much as I always refuse my mom’s homemade ‘kolak’.
You used to be there..
The sweetest things happened to my bitter days
The peanut butter to my sandwich
The little things that made me laughed
That’s enough. Today, just like years back then, I refused you. I’ve got enough you during the days.