and yes it was

and yes it was
i stood out there stone cold
and rain poured all over me
while the untold stories
wrapped in painted memories
clinged into my wet wondering
haunting the darkest space and time
of the where were you
the serenade of you
running along the unspoken karma
and yes
it was !
(kuningan 14/2/01, along the early morning way, on rehearsing her love affair)