I was searching for myself when everybody else had finally found their favourite missing puzzle piece.
Standing up, brushing the dirt off my knees, I walked out of the countless traps I had fallen into-again.
And they asked me to write a story about those traps.
Like how Alice told her father what she saw in the rabbit hole.
Should I? I asked myself silently.
Should I expose all those horrible, beautiful, confusing and disturbing stories I've been keeping all this while?
For the sake of just and truth?
Should I ruin them like how they crushed me?
Or should I just let the magic of those stars and galaxies above me to make me write again.
This is the story and thoughts of how things just....happened. No question and no explanation either.
You need to accept those pain, swallow the venom, and make it part of you.
A stronger you.
YOU ARE READING
Jumpa
RandomApa yang kita cari, tak semestinya kita jumpa. Apa yang kita jumpa, tak semestinya kita cari. Koleksi tulisan-tulisan ringkas untuk aku, kau dan kita semua. ×× And whatever it is that we're finding, might not be what we'll keep Whatever it is we had...
