Book of Unwanted Feelings

Feeling #43

The feeling that I want to stop writing forever came again. Like there's nothing I want to put on hope and faith for, nothing to makes me want to look on tomorrow.

And yet, still, feelings are temporary. A human heart can be indicisive. What I strongly feel today could be the mist of tomorrow, barely felt, only a faint trace. I don't know I will feel tomorrow. I could be really happy today and really sad tomorrow. And vice versa.

Gue cuma butuh duduk bersama ketidaknyamanan sampai waktunya sakit punah. Kalau mau menyalahkan diri sendiri terus, bisa. Silahkan. Tapi, mau sampai kapan jatuh ke dalam jurang yang buntu?

Saya cuma butuh diterima dengan segala kejelekan, ketakutan, kekurangan, ketidaksempurnaan.