How much ... How much ?

3 AM AND SUDDENLY WAKE UP. RAINING OUTSIDE. IT'S BEEN RAINING SINCE LAST DECEMBER. IF THE PLAN JUST GRANT BE REAL, WE MEET THIS DECEMBER, MY DREAM AND I, YOU WILL SO LOVE BECAUSE IT ALWAYS RAIN.

I AM CRYING. DEEP IN THIS HEART IS SAYING THAT HOW I MISS MY DREAM. I JUST CAN'T SAY AND SHOW IT ANYMORE. SO LET I KEEP IN HEART. THE DAY CHANGE WHEN THE STAR AND THE MOON ROTATE, THE MOON TURN IN AND LATER THE YEAR WILL CHANGE BY TIMES. ALL I KNOW THE FEELING AND THE HEART WILL JUST STAY AS LIKE IT IS. IT KEEP ALWAYS LIKE THAT.

"HOW MUCH YOU LOVE ME ? HOW MUCH ?" MY DREAM SOMETIMES ASKED ME "IT CAN'T COUNT, LOVE NEVER CAN'T COUNT. SO MUCH, VERY SO MUCH"

YES, IT CAN'T COUNT EVEN WORDS CAN'T DESCRIBE. LET TIME TELL HOW MUCH.  NOW I KNOW WHY MY DREAM STILL COME IN MY SLEEPING. EACH SHOLAT AND EACH PRAY WHICH I PERFORM I ALWAYS DO DOA IN SAYING "YA ALLAH, MAKE US MEET IN A BEAUTIFUL TIME WITH YOUR BEAUTIFUL WAY" MAYBE MY DOA ARE LISTENED AND BY TIMES IT COULD REALLY COME.