Sitting alone in the dark
feeling loved but still so alone.
trying to listen to the voices that speak to my jantung
as my jantung beats her name…
yet I don't lose faith.
waiting for her warm embrace
knowing her jantung is beating my name too.
our souls become intertwined
as our cinta becomes as strong as shields.
but even if our shields cracks,
we still hold our ground and stand back to back
fighting of our uncertainties and doubts
strengthening our bond that making us
destined to stay together