Where do you see us in the next 5 years?

Malam di hari itu biasa saja, tidak ada yang istimewa. Banyak awan kelabu, dan hanya ada dua atau tiga bintang yang terlihat samar-samar karena polusi cahaya dari gedung-gedung jangkung khas ibu kota yang kelewat banyak. Jalanan di bawah sana sudah mereda, cuma segelintir kendaraan lalu-lalang ingin segera pulang. Sama saja seperti malam-malam sebelumnya.

Cracks on the floor

I suppose with every heartbreak, your heart crumbles into more pieces than the previous one and making it harder to put back together each time. I don't believe the wound will be healed completely. No, there'll be leftover cracks, especially for that devastated and torturous one. The one where you feel pain in every single place of your body. The one where those lonely nights were spent crying in agony. The suffocation feeling of being left alone that you have to endure yet again. The kind of heartbreak time could never mend. Eventually, your heart will have so many cracks all over it.