At this very state of mine, I really just want to go home; Put my phone away, playing with my cat for whole days, ride bicycle with my nephew, sightseeing mountains, reading the books I’ve been keeping for months, finding my own purpose on everyone’s absence and completely disappear without giving a single farewell.
Captured myself driving motorcycle at 12.00 AM to 01.25 AM while listening to favourite music throughout the line from Burangrang street to Cilengkrang was, irreplaceable moment. Not to mention the sphere after the rain; wet coat, trembling arms, free karaoke because nobody cares what you sing with your helmet closed.
To a soul who hasn’t belong to anyone and wandering yet, one I created by my hex as it has its own realm. I’ll give myself time and chances that worth to be your one life and death, even it’d take days, weeks, months, years or centuries. I hope, you’ll see me from my whole and hollow. So, I will embrace all of your imperfection and sorrow. Know that I’ll never regret have this feeling of longing for you. I hope you’ll see me and choose me over anybody else who neglected you just because you being the most beautiful—catastrophic storm. I’m here and always been here, sayang.
Again, even it’d take days, weeks, months, years or centuries.
🍀To my future girlfriend(the one I created in my head) I’ll keep trying, even if it takes more than a year for you to like me back. I’ll never regret have this feeling for you. I hope you’ll notice me and choose me over those who don’t appreciate you. I’m here, sayang.