From: Eka
To: Deva
Subject: A letter for my mom
We used to run around the corners and we used to play in this playground
But we grew up, and soon without a word you left me back in our hometown
We were too young, so I refused to understand that you would never look back
I just wanted you to stay
I wonder if we could still recount the good old days
I wonder if I've crossed your mind and somewhere out there you'll be okay
Walls and old buildings start crumbling down, so do my faith in you
You didn't stay with me
Memories are turning into melody
Old pictures are forgotten and lost
Fallen leaves start bringing back your felony
Dull clouds are all over the sky
Maybe someday you will find me
I'll hold your hand and never let go
I'll be back here waiting till you come find me
Don't let me down like you did before
I'm a fool for wishing we could get like we used to be
Could you, just for one day, stay with me?
I don't want to hold you back but I can't help myself
I will try to ask you to stay with me
The future we believed was certain became an uncertainty
I knew you were long gone since the moment you turned your back on me
I didn't ask you why because I was scared to unfold your reason
If only I could string up better words to make you listen
So stay, before the world kills us with desires
When the dark silence gets cold, I'll be your fire
Beneath artificial expectations, truth is you
This is a letter from me to you
YOU ARE READING
Gemi
Short StoryThe turbulence of what Devandra Dasaputra and Eka Gemi Nastiti would like to keep as a mindful friendship. Ge·mi (Jw, a): hemat; sangat hati-hati; -- nastiti: hemat dan cermat Gemi (Javanese, a): prudent; very careful; -- nastiti: frugal and meticul...
