Gedung-gedung ini begitu megah dan menjulang tinggi. Seakan mereka ingin menantang langit. Aku berdiri di depan bangunan yang terlihat amat kokoh sambari mendongak. Sepintas merasa kerdil dan hampa. Namun, bukankah menatap langit selalu membuat tenang? Meski amat terik dan polusi mengudara di seluruh penjuru kota dan tiada awan menggumpal, tetap saja menatap langit biru amat menentramkan.
Kemudian, tiba-tiba saja terlintas dipikiran sebuah pertanyaan. Apa aku sanggup menjalani hidup singkat yang terasa panjang dan melelahkan ini sampai akhir?
To the woman who believed this year would be a year of peace and genuine love, I'm sorry that these days, weeks, and months have been so unkind to you. You are magic, and even though it doesn't always seem that way, you are what occurs when dreams and nightmares clash. You represent strength and survival. A beautiful moment of life deciding to continue onward even through hell fire. I hope you are reading this right now, I long to reach you. I know that grief comes in waves. When you're driving alone at night, while you're watching a movie, while you're getting ready for work, and all of the sudden it hits you, how much you miss someone, and your breath catches and tears flow. The sadness is so great it's mentally painful. I hope you know that you have always been more than enough, even when others decide to overlook you. I hope this next year is kinder to you. I hope you continue to fight for all that you deserve. I know it hasn't been easy but I like to t...
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