The Sky is High

It's just a box of pieces of a puzzle about a small circle of friends. It's about the lives, the loves, and the hopes. One by one, part by part. Hung up in the sky along with prayers. Until each of them can fly higher by itself. The Sky the Rain the Rainbow the Sun the Moon. All are talking in their own way. Carving their small footsteps in the history of time. And now each of them can really fly higher by itself, and leave this house one by one...

Papipandaku sayang,

Akh... aku belum bosan, sayang. Belum bosan berdiri manis menunggu kepulanganmu di depan pintu rumah kita. Menempuh waktu, untuk kembali datang dan mengetuk pintu hatimu, lagi... dan tersenyum...

"aku pulang"


Poppa Bear, aku sangat merindu pulang, meskipun Skype yang baik mempertemukan kita tiap malam.

Kamu selalu bertanya, "lelahkah pulang, sayang?" dan aku menggeleng...

"Selama aku masih bisa pulang, ke pelukan paling hangat.
aku akan selalu ada,
selalu datang,
menyusup diam-diam,
seperti yang kamu lakukan.
Berdiam, di hati yang terdalam..."



p.s: terima kasih masih bersedia menemaniku hingga hari ini



happy 3rd monthliversary, sayangku.

In the living room