#kesli

[nenan]

Kesli photographed by Coughs for Lonelystar

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Hari ini, enam bulan yang lalu. Kita sama - sama sepakat menyatukan jam kosong kita untuk mengambil momen bersama. Katanya, ini buat majalah di akhir kepengurusan. Lalu kita terburu - buru menyepakati waktu, agar tidak ketinggalan, agar ada kenangan yang bisa dikenang dihari mendatang. Formasi ini tidak full, dan memang dari awal tidak pernah full. Sampai akhirnya ‘hari mendatang’ itu datang, lalu foto ini memaksa dibuka dan menagih janji untuk dikenang. Hanya 1 kata yang terlintas kala mengenang yang satu ini. Rindu. Bukan, bukan hanya rindu orang - orangnya. Tapi juga kebersamaannya, membuang waktu dengan gelak tawa lalu lupa kalau kita sedang punya masalah. Selebihnya, selalu ada harapan untuk kembali ‘menyatukan jam kosong’ bersama - sama. Meskipun tak semudah dulu, tapi pasti akan terasa istimewa jika benar - benar kejadian. Terimakasih Kesli 2014/2015 atas kontribusinya di periode lalu, dan untuk kenangannya di hari ini. Good luck team, be amazing :)

1. Nuzul

2. Iqbal

3. Reno

4. Rizki Exo

5. Mey

6. Desy

7. Esa

8. Fajar

9. Nabil

10. Shanti

11. Adam

12. Arif

13. Lazur

14. Tiah

15. Nuril

16. Siti

17. Yunita

18. Asri

Berawal Dari organisasi lalu menjadi keluarga. Begitu seterusnya.

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Skin

I read somewhere that it'll take seven years for my entire body to slough off the skin that you've touched. Today I'm in love with someone else, but I cried realizing I had all but forgotten the sound of your voice. I'm so angry, but I have no way to show it. You left. I'm so angry, and I want to fight and tear your letters to shreds, and I want to scream and wrap my own arms around my ribs to dig into my skin, and rip what's left of your touch clean away from me. Instead, I press on band aids to keep everything together. I hope it'll be enough to make me last.

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Bear with me.

It's strange how saturated a place can become, how memories will bleed over and everywhere you go you see these ghosts.

Sitting at the cafe tables, still reading the books you gave them. The same page over and over. Their teeth still sunk into the binding.

Some residual energy.

And I've got to get out of here. A day in this town is like a life time of dying slowly. I love these mountains, but she was right when she told me they're really only a cage.

It's so hard to escape this.

So I'm going to go to the coast, and start a new life with her. Because she has tattoos and she calls me honey and she talks so pretty.

Please, just let me follow you. To the ocean, to your home and to your bed and sea of printed sheets. We can brave this storm together, and we can meet halfway. Lips blistering from the hellish cold. Lips cracked and aching, our blood can run together.

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you said you'd never leave,

and now i can feel you in my bones.

i've never been so grateful

to feel the haunting presence of you.

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Find what you love, and let it kill you.

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I fell for you in the spring, and I loved you through the summer. And in the fall,

you were gone.

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Isn't that right? Sometimes you'll be on the train or listening to music or waking up in the morning and there's this overwhelming feeling that everything is okay, and that things are much more beautiful than you've noticed lately. It knocks the breath out of you.