The Port of Love Alexandria

The Port of Love Alexandria
Sorry and Thank you



I apologize again, because this novel has to end here. I'm not a writer, I'm just a hobby of reading. This work I wrote, when I had to be isolated due to exposure to COVID 19 virus in early 2021. Ordinary work, but immediately having to be silent is very boring, looking for what activities can be done does not help much out of boredom, only distract for a while.


Says the wise man, if you want to dive into the world, then read. And, if you want to dive into yourself, then write...


But it turns out that until now I have not been able to dive into myself.proven from I have not been able to write, far from the word perfect, with people who are so easy to express the contents of the mind through writing neatly, neatly, well, and beautifully engraved..... even until someone makes me fall in love... not only love his writing and work only.... but I don't know...seems like I also love the author.... love, no matter what?


All this time I was just thinking, and doing what I thought was only by deeds, without words, and without language...


Once again I apologize, because this work will never continue... the writing that has been around for many years is nothing that I changed in the least, no edit, no revision, nothing that changes.


The theme of this novel seems almost similar to the song Not You Alan Walker sung by Emma Steinbakken, only his point of view was reversed. Not He's not you.or She's not you.


I'm not a plagiarist... Alexandria I wrote it before Alan Walker wrote it... 😂😂🤣


Yuk sang along


In my life, in my mind


where I make up stories all the time


and I pretend that I am not someone


left to face the world alone


lately I am not the same


I've found a stranger calling out my name


have a feeling you would be so proud


and he's gone need me now


But he's not you


He's not you


He will never be you


promises that we never got to make


all the things I wanna talk about


hard to say it to myself


winter time, once again


in the snow I can see just where I've been


how far I've made it in the world so cold


when I have everything


but He's not you


He's not you


He will never be you


It's a karaoke.


Until here, thank you very much to everyone who has ever been present in my life.... Thank you for all the work that inspired me.... Thank you for something that hurt me.Thank you for all the things that make me happy... IT'S ME


with love, with,


Sheya