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...

Ditulis oleh Kereta Hujan

Kami tidak terbaring lemah tak berdaya di atas tempat tidur. Belum, mungkin. Akh, akhir-akhir ini penyakit menyergap secepat rindu melesat.

Mual, mual, mual.

Hanya itu.

Pusing, pusing, pusing.

Lagi-lagi itu.

Capek, lemas, lelah.

Berulang.

Aku dan dia, sedang sakit, di tempat berbeda.

Sama-sama sedang saling mengkhawatirkan.

Aduh, padahal malarindu saja sulit aku tangani, apalagi ini!

Makan yang teratur, asupan susu dan vitamin diperbanyak,

karena layaknya cinta yang mengintip dari jendela,

virus-virus mendaki setiap jengkal tubuhmu dan menggerogotinya satu persatu.

Sembuh, sembuh, sembuh.

Supaya aku bisa mengobati malarindu dan bertemu denganmu.