24th, 11.20pm

24,

It’s a number.

I like it, instead I couldn’t erase it from my calendar.

11.20, its so sweet, It make me couldn’t sleep.

24,

I don’t hate you, neither want to forget you.

The memories of 24 will always live,here.

Couldn’t stop for a dreamer.

24,

You can’t wait me until the end of the year,

You left me before december.

I cried, like I lose you forever.

24,

Do you still remember,

The date of 24.

Maybe, you just forget what is 24.

24,

24,

24,

24.

It is you.

You are the 24.

Meaningful, unforgettable.

p/s : happy 24.