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i kinda miss the old us,
breezy january
where loving you felt like breathing in fresh air,
my hometown's the references
where thinking of you didn't feel like i'm walking down the rusty brittable iron bridge
do i love you right? or do i love in the shades of wrong?
or, do you?
or maybe its just me, loving myself in the opposite colors my palette needs

i'm blindsided, right and left, left and right you're intangible, i knew even when our lips touched
i'll break my castle's wall million times to let you in,
you knew
even when i'm hundred miles away
even when you said that i'm dead to you
i kinda miss the old us, breezy january
i kinda miss the fresh air my lung’s craving for
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seperti yang Yura tuliskan,
hanya kamu yang mengerti,
gelombang kepala ini
tentang kita,
kamu dan aku,
masih sama-sama menyusuri lekuk gelombang satu sama lain ‘tuk mengerti
baik jumlah periode,
kususur tak peduli betapa pelik dan mungkin tersasar, meski berulang kali tersandung kerikil
baik hitungan frekuensi,
kau sisir tak peduli berapa semak kau babati, meski sempat kelelahan dan berhenti
janji takkan kemana-mana, ya?
ah, terlalu sakral ya janji tak pergi
karena nyatanya diri sendiri rumah paling aman dan nyaman
tapi tak salah juga,
kalau mau jadi bertetangga paling dekat
yang pagarnya menempel sampai akar belukar berbunga itu saling bertaut
toh, frekuensinya sudah ditemukan?
ah, sudahlah
masih banyak cabang gelombang yang perlu disusur dan disisir
sampai nanti, ya
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if loving you means giving you the space, the universe is all yours
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He was just another cities i visited every weekend. His name isn’t even written in my board of core memory. He’s the glitch i hope to be a continuous lifetime.
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Glimpses of you are fading in my memory, but it still goes deep in my vein
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Dalam perginya, justru diri tanpa celanya yang kubenci.
Sungguh, tak ada makian yang bisa kusisipi.
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You don’t stay long enough for me to write you paragraph of love story
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I used to hang myself in a hope you set higher than my tiptoed height.
Just yesterday, i finally stepped down.
With small wounds on the edge of my feet and palms, peak of a hundred sleepless nights of trying, i’m giving up.
I set the ghost of you free.
And that’s how i save myself.
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She was named after a middle east Queen her father very amaze of and he was named after his astrological sign his father never believe in.
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And now that we lost in the memory of three Augusts, I still hold every little catch sight of us in a scattered pile of books of our retrospection.
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I know that i’ll longingly remember you like how galaxy miss the supernova.
But this time, i’m saving myself from the explosion.
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Selamat tinggal, ya.
Mungkin kakimu dan kakiku sama-sama lelah tertatih.
Jalannya begitu panjang tak berujung, kita tak punya cukup bekal untuk itu.
Tapi aku tidak menyesal, kok.
Enam kamis perjalanan itu membahagiakan.
Terima kasih, semoga baik harimu!
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