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Manusia kadang sombong. Yakin bahwa besok pagi, mereka masih bisa melanjutkan kegiatan.
Hij was verliefd op Haar Hij was niet verliefd op Mij Mij wou Haar zijn Zodat Hij de Mijne kon worden Maar Hij wou alleen maar de Hare zijn
Don't rush your healing
— or your feeling.
Night thought of mine.
Matching and Reflecting
There were days when we eagerly talked, sharing silly things, asking those noob questions, or even just questioning ourselves.
Then there were other days when speaking felt impossible. Talk turned into shouting, listening became about planning a comeback, and silence stretched between us.
I've wondered why a real, easy, deep conversation feels so rare since we got married. Then it hit me – we rarely get a chance to truly be heard. We don’t always have matching energy and vibes, but we definitely share matching childhood traumas. Funny how that works, huh? Just being adults and adulting until we die. LOL. God bless us.
Belas kasih
Sedih sekali rasanya, mengharap belas kasihan dengan tutur kata jahat terhadap diri sendiri agar bisa dikasihani orang lain, ya orang lain itu kamu.
Segala cara sepertinya sudah dicoba agar kamu mau memahami, setidaknya mencoba memahami sudut pandangku. Namun, sekarang sepertinya sudah tidak bisa. Sudah tak ada lagi rasa “mencoba”, karena sudah terbiasa. Dan cara terjitunya ialah mencaci maki diri sendiri agar kami tahu betapa hinanya diriku di mata dirimu dan bahkan di mata diriku sendiri. Berharap belas kasihan agar kau, setidaknya memgerti bahwa aku memang hina.
Kalau memang itu caranya, apa boleh buat? Kecuali, aku mati terlebih dahulu. Semoga kau senang, semoga kau tenang. Semoga, aku tenang.
Happy Eid 2025
(They said)
The aftermath of lebaran this year is having LOTS of thoughts. Things I’ve said, things I did, things they said, things they did, did I do wrong, did they hate me, am I such a btch, am I so mean, and so on.
My energy drained so much from meeting lots of people on Raya Days. Exhausted. Today is a silent day. I just eat, sleep, and even talk little with hubby.
Also it hurts like hell when you feel insecure bout what they did behind you, are they cheating on me, are they get bored of me, are they still love me. Oh and it’s not about them. It’s you, my love.
Are you looking for validation and appreciation from others for doing the bare minimum that people think it’s huge? Oh, baby you better not talk to me bout that. Bcs I won’t.
See ya next year!
Sekarang aku tahu
mengapa sering kosong padahal selalu bertemu.
Karena kita tak pernah bercerita,
hanya seperlunya bercanda dan bicara
tentang keseharian yang dirangkai menjadi kata,
namun tak pernah memberitahu mengenai diri sendiri
atau sekadar mempertanyakan mengapa senja selalu indah, walau sementara.
Makin hari, malam semakin menyeramkan. Tak hanya diisi oleh derasnya hujan, namun terdengar juga petir yang bersautan. Berbahagialah bagi mereka yang masih bisa memejamkan mata dengan tenang di malam-malam seperti itu. Dan bersiagalah bagi mereka yang terbiasa menyambut air dengan rasa mau tak mau.