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She lost him. But she found herself, ..and somehow, that was everything.
Out of the Woods (Taylor Swift)
You are a language I am no longer fluent in / but still remember how to read.
Ashe Vernon, from “Skeleton Song,” Wrong Side of a Fistfight (via tellmefive)
Jatuh cintalah tanpa alasan-alasan agar bila kelak ia tak lagi memiliki alasan-alasan untuk kau cintai, kau tak memilki alasan untuk pergi
(via karizunique)
I love movement; I love sitting on trains and being on long car rides and flying out to places. I’ve been trying to travel more and more, hoping to find somewhere that might steal my heart and make a home out of it. Vancouver is beautiful and all, and it’s where I’ve lived my entire life, but I can’t help but feel like this city is full of ghosts and I can’t wait to shed all of that away. My biggest fear is that I might not ever find a “home” for myself and that the closest thin I’ll ever have to one is the inbetweens of where I go; up in the air, on the road, moving between here and there.
Being in love with you is the most terrifying thing I’ve ever done. And I don’t mean because I’m worried that you’ll break my heart or in some horrible way the universe will twist us into hating each other. What I mean is that I am growing with you and this is scary. This is scary because I have been stretching towards the same sun facing the same window in the same house breathing the same air. Being with you is like walking outside for the first time and realising that there is more to life than I’ve ever known. It is like showing a toddler a picture of a constellation and watching them fail to understand the vastness of it all. That the world is big and we are small and huge all at the same time and how can this be? That we can exist at the same time as every other extraordinary thing on this planet. How can this be that with you, I am wide eyed and trembling and delirious. That I can walk into this massive God filled place together, feel the steady weight of you at my side and think ‘I did not know any of this wonder existed at all.’
Azra.T., An Education (via 5000letters)
Awwwwww
It terrifies me to think that I may never find someone that I connect with more than the way I did with you. But it also gives me hope because before you, I didn’t know that profound level of a connection with someone was even possible.
Vividlyspoken (via wnq-writers)
Tulisan : Dibalik Kesibukan Kita
Kata seseorang, “Kata sibuk hanya keluar dari seseorang yang tidak bisa mengatur waktunya.”
Aku rasa kita bukanlah orang-orang sibuk, kita hanyalah orang yang diberikan bagitu banyak aktivitas. Mungkin kita lelah, tapi aku rasa itu adalah sebuah bentuk perlindungan yang manis. Bila kita mau memahami dari sudut pandang yang berbeda.
Bila Allah memberikan begitu banyak amanah kepada kita, tidak hanya urusan diri sendiri, tapi juga amanah orang lain. Mungkin itu adalah sebuah bentuk perlindungan-Nya agar pikiran kita tidak terbang kemana-mana. Dia membuat waktu kita penuh dengan hal-hal yang bermanfaat. Pikiran kita dicurahkan untuk hal-hal yang jauh lebih penting daripada sekedar melamunkan seseorang. Membayang-bayangkan masa depan. Padahal masa depan itu adalah hari ini. Hari yang sedang kita jalani.
Allah tidak ingin membiarkan kita memikirkan seseorang. Meski seseorang itu benar, tapi memikirkannya berlebihan bukanlah sebuah hal baik. Meski seseorang itu takdir, tapi terus menerus membayangkannya juga bukan sebuah kebaikan. Allah melindungi kita sedemikian rupa. Dengan aktivitas yang tidak hanya membuat kita lupa memikirkannya, tapi justru meningkatkan kapasitas kita sebagai seorang manusia.
Allah ingin melindungi kita dari perasaan yang tidak menentu. Allah memberi kita banyak kegiatan, banyak acara, banyak pekerjaan, agar kita tidak sempat galau. Tidak sempat memikirkan hal-hal yang banyak asumsinya. Tidak sempat membayangkan tentang seandainya, kalau saja, bilamana, dan berbagai kata andai lainya.
Mungkin kita lelah, mungkin kita bertanya-tanya mengapa seolah waktu kita habis sampai tenaga kita pun rasanya sudah tidak bersisa. Sungguh benar kata seorang imam syafii, “Berlelah-lelahlah, manisnya hidup terasa setelah lelah berjuang.”
Hari ini kita sedang berjuang, bahkan berjuang untuk memenangkan hati kita sendiri. Dan segala bentuk aktivitas kita yang benar-benar menyita waktu kita telah menyelamatkan kita dari segala macam godaan perasaan. Karena kita tidak tahu, kejutan apalagi yang akan Dia berikan. Karena kita tahu, bahwa dengan mengisi hari-hari dimasa muda ini akan banyak sekali cobaan. Kita sama-sama tahu bahwa hati manusia sering condong ke hal-hal selain-Nya. Maka, semoga Allah selalu tetap menjadi yang pertama. Diantara begitu banyak hal yang sedang mengisi hari dan hati kita, semoga Allah tetap menjadi yang pertama.
Rumah, 18 Mei 2015 | ©kurniawangunadi
THIS!
I could love means I could die violently, or live violently; the threat of the arrow is everywhere at once, not just in the heart.”
Karen Green, Bough Down (via viperslang)
When you shrug his body off you, let him stroke your spine, try to shudder you back open. Let him reach toward your light, call you back. Let him try.
Franny Choi, from “How to Win an Argument,” Floating, Brilliant, Gone (via lifeinpoetry)
If you ask an introvert a question, wait until she thinks about it. Introverts think before speaking, not through speaking. If you want to get to the good stuff, you need to slow down.
Laurie Helgoe (via aestheticintrovert)
The sun is perfect and you woke this morning. You have enough language in your mouth to be understood. You have a name, and someone wants to call it. Five fingers on your hand and someone wants to hold it. If we just start there, every beautiful thing that has and will ever exist is possible. If we start there, everything, for a moment, is right in the world.
Warsan Shire (via aurelle)
You know, ever since I first met him, I always thought, ‘Man, I hope I don’t mess this up.’ Because that’s what I do. I mess things up. But you know what I never thought? I never thought ‘I hope this doesn’t mess me up’.
(via wordsthat-speak)
I will not ask you to stay If you must go, go I don’t need you I will breathe (carefully) without you I will smile (slowly) without you I will go on (eventually) without you I’d be much happier If you chose to not leave, But if you must let go, let go And I will too And hopefully one day I will teach my heart to not break Whenever everyday thoughts Lead to you I’m afraid I’m much too weak, I’m afraid we’ll always be A book with the end pages ripped out, I’m afraid I’ll always wonder, Always ache, Always place everyone second to you I’m afraid I’ll always love you But I will not ask you to stay.
Does Time Truly Heal All Wounds? (Madisen Kuhn)
[…] I want to lie down somewhere and suffer for love until it nearly kills me, and then I want to get up again and put on that little black dress and wait for you, yes you, to come over here and get down on your knees and tell me just how fucking good I look.
Kim Addonizio, from ‘For Desire’ (via re-wordings)
Two roads diverged in a wood, and I I took the one less traveled by, And that has made all the difference.
Robert Frost
‘I am going to love you so good and warm and clean, you’re going to forget how bad love existed and all the ways that it first held you by the throat and shook you.’
Azra.T., ‘The Vow’ (via 5000letters)