1st Ramadhan Without him

Sesuatu yang sangat berbeza..
sunyi.. sepi.. kosong.. hiba..
tak tahu apa ungkapan yang sebetulnya..
tetapi percayalah RINDU yang ku tanggung ini
melebihi dari setiap butir kata yang
terlahir dari setiap ungkapan...

1st Ramadhan Without him..
everythings that i do
it always brought me to his memory..
every step that i make
it will always remind me to him..
his laugh.. his smile.. his joke or even his yell to me..
i miss all.. missing him is da most painful pain that i ever had..