Friday

Friday

I saw you last Friday of November
But it was usually incomplete
Because I didn’t have enough time to chat with you
Though I already think of you no more
Since I saw you again, I realized that I missed you

I saw you again, the Friday of December
Where I’m already expecting
Time seeing you is just waste and impossibility
But many things happened to have a reason
That you’ll see me and tell me stories of what’s up with you now

I’m not sure that I’ll see you again
Or maybe got to talk with you for long
Next Friday or those coming Fridays
I don’t have the power to make these true
But I’m hoping for these to happen in reality