anda seorang yang biadab
benci tapi harus hormat
senyum dibuat-buat
jahat.
aku tidak pernah tau apakah aku sembuh atau belum
ataukah sembuh itu ada atau tidak
ataukah kamu obat mujarab
atau hanya penghilang rasa sakit
sebab bersama kamupun terasa pahit.
gambaran tentang aku dan kamu indah di kepala
namun di hati rasanya seperti ubin di musim dingin
kamu seperti angin tajam yang lewat di semenanjung bara
berkerikil dan tidak sejuk, namun aku suka.
kita mencoba istirahat
untuk tau apakah ternyata aku kuat
dan yang kamu tawarkan tidak lebih dari sekedar niat.
ketika esok hatiku sudah bersih
dan kepalamu sudah reda
dan kita sudah sedikit lebih dewasa
masih maukah kamu mencoba?
when i wrote this, i am literally a Berliner homeless.
it's six in the morning on winter time, dark as the dawn.
there my friend Cherine sleeping in front of me while i make myself warm on the couch.
this is the second couch i crushed in, in less than a week.
it's fine. it's okay. life's still good.
i don't need to tell you what happened in the last two years.
the last post in this blog is exactly a day before God took him away from this world.
no, not from me.
he belonged to the world.
and i just realized it a couple of weeks ago.
coincidence, maybe.
but at least it will be a fixed reminder how i felt about him all those passed years.
but those chapters are over.
even the spin-off, regrettable, crazy chapters are over.
here comes my new chapter:
a summer romance.