I've scrolled down some compilations of abandoned places. It's sad and surprisingly beautiful.
It give me chills that there was a time where there were people who kept those places alive.
Those malls and lonely carnivals that was once full of laughters become just an empty structure; where the vines and grasses are the only one consuming it.
I'm sad and you said that I was beautiful.
I'm quite surprised that I'm not yet eaten by nature since you abandoned me years ago.
Some people said, what's wrong with my eyes? It's looks happy but when they stare longer, it looks like a lonely Ferris wheel that is longing for someone to ride.
I am sure to myself that I will soon collapse. I'm just waiting for these plants to do it's part. But somehow, I'm also waiting for you. Thinking if you ever want to reconstruct me again.