"Are you gonna get married?"

was the question I got yesterday from one of my colleagues back in the Philippines. Honestly, I used to be against marriage. I didn't want to get married because I always thought marriage was only destined to end in divorce. So what's the point of getting married if I will just end up getting a divorce in the end?

Broken Compass

It's like driving. 

The road starts to twist and turn, birthing intersection here and there. Streetlights are no use for guidance, they dim rapidly. And street signs are nowhere to be found. There's no map to help because it would be cheating, they said. So I just stop there at the red light, watching all the cars around me rushing past.

Time stood still

I thought there was something wrong with my ears when he said, "Let's end this.". But no, my ears were fine. Us, on the other hand, apparently were not.

"Some people are just born lucky they get through life comfortably, while the rest of us struggling to make it through the day. But hey, life is never fair."

- it sucks, but ya gotta suck it up either way.

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22nd July 2017

Write about anything and every little thing

Write.

Write about anything and every little thing.

Write about the way light breaks through the trees. About cloudy nights in summer. Write about that coffee you drank this morning and how it reminded you of a deadline you have to finish tomorrow. Write about your pets. Write about how you feel about that movie you just watched and threw popcorn at. About a guitar you just bought.

The last we can do is hope.

Have you seen the news lately? It was anything but good news. The increased number of Covid-19 cases, hospitals running out of bed, and people dying. Although the number of vaccine services has increased as well, and more people got their doses, the bleakness of this global pandemic doesn't seem to lessen.

"Remot tv untuk dicari, aku untuk menemukanmu, kamu untuk mencintaiku."

- Ea.

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.