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Stolen from here.

Stolen from here.

Eyes seduction. Secret meetings. Teasing. Smiling. Blushing. Whispered conversations. Hurting others. Hurting each others. Chitchatting at cafes. Coffee tasting. Holding hands. Holding hands while sleeping. Holding hands anywhere. Kisses. Kisses on cheek. Kisses on forehead. Kisses on lips. Kisses everywhere. Tears. Anger. Screaming. Insomnia. Spooning. Falling asleep while watching DVDs. Guinea pig. Beautiful painting. Lovely painting. Amazing illustrators. Cheek-to-cheek. Biting. Hugging. Giggling. Keeping it low. Keeping it simple. Snooping. Unusual dating places. Happy-go-lucky once in a while. Uptight, sometimes. High expectation. Low realization. Disappointment. Happiness. Culture differences. Calculating budget. Dreaming. Doodling. Wet cheek. Working until late. Sleeping at cafes. Commitment. Cooking. Simply cooking. House chores. Stupidity. Trash conversations. Fun. Laughing. Nose abuse. Pinky finger abuse. Green and blue creatures. Hiking. Unexpected surprises. Love.

13.01.2013

Aku masih ingat perjumpaan kita pertama kali
Kamu singgah ke tempat mungil di sudut jalan itu, dan aku sedang duduk di sana
Tidak banyak tutur yang keluar di antara kita, namun mata mengerti kalau hati sedang malu-malu
Pertemuan yang tidak disengaja, tapi mungkin waktu telah merencanakannya diam-diam.

Aku masih ingat ketika pertemuan pertama kita berlanjut hingga pertemuan kedua, ketiga, keempat, dan seterusnya
Tanpa sadar tanganku terus mencari celah di antara jari-jarimu
Dan bibirmu melayang perlahan di bibirku
Tahu-tahu hampir setiap malam kamu meminjamkan bahumu untukku bersandar ketika sedang ingin bermimpi
Momen indah yang tak pernah kubayangkan sebelumnya, namun mungkin waktu sudah menimbangnya dari jauh-jauh hari.

Aku selalu ingat bagaimana kita menghabiskan hari-hari bersama
Air dan api bukanlah pasangan yang lazimnya rukun berdampingan
Tapi api bisa menjadi buas jika tidak ada air
Lagi pula, air akan tidak terkendali jika tidak ada api
Bukan kombinasi sempurna, namun pasti waktu merasa ini unik dan patut dipertaruhkan.

Aku tidak akan pernah lupa hari itu
Dua pasang sendal jepit serta merta mencoba peruntungan mendaki gunung setinggi 700 meter di tengah riangnya matahari
Berbekal semangat, dua pasang sendal jepit berhasil merengkuh pemandangan di puncak gunung
Di sana juga, mereka memahat sebuah kenangan
Sebuah ketidaksengajaan yang sepertinya asa diatur oleh waktu.

Teruntuk si sepasang sendal jepit putih hitam, si aries yang berapi-api, si pemikir di setiap hal,


Mari, menulis bersama di dalam sebuah buku.

Terima kasih. :”)

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I used to remember my friends’ handwriting when all of us were kids. Back then, everyone liked to copy someone’s cute alphabets for their own handwriting styles. Cute, and sometimes it was way too creative that it made me difficult to read the writing. I could also differentiate whose writing it was as each of my friends had different handwriting no matter how hard they tried to copy others.

I remember that I used to collect letters from anywhere just so I could write letters to my friends, even to my closest friends who lived very close to me and whom I met every single day at school. Funny, and I miss that.

I couldn’t forget that 3 weeks prior to Christmas, me and my friends usually went out to a mall together and bought a lot of Christmas cards. We wrote a very long letter to our closest friends, and wrote just a simple but warm enough letter to others that we considered not that close. Lovely, quite a busywork but I long for the moment. Sometimes, it wasn’t the card that we were looking for, it was the personal message inside. And it was one of those opportunities where we could send and receive something from someone that we liked. Ha!

I think back of the moment where we used to write letters when we wanted to share our deepest feeling to each other. Both good and bad feelings. Sweet, and sometimes it made the butterflies in my stomach aggressively flapping their wings.

Recently, I just received postcards from some of my friends with their handwritings on the back side. I never knew their handwritings before and I was so excited. It has been a long time since the last time I saw my friends’ handwriting. What a pity, eh? We usually keep in touch by phone or email or social media that it made me realized that I have never seen this part of them.

Writing more, with pens, to others. Let it be one of my 2013 resolutions.