Stars

A sky full of stars.
I missed counting the stars.
Now, the sky is missing the stars.

I remember when i was 12, i ride a motorbike with my abah to go to my tuition class in night.
Then, when i looked up in the sky, it was full of stars.

Always.

During our ride it was really fun.
I feel the wind hits my face gently and the star shine through the path that my abah and me ride on.

A sky full of stars.
I missed those memories.
I missed the feeling to feel the wind in your hand.
I missed the stars so much now.

I hope, one day if i had enough money that i keep safe, i want to travel to Alaska.
To see Aurora in front of my eyes.
To see the beauty that God have created.
&
To see the sky full of stars.

My dreams.
My hopes.
&
My stars.