There was a time when we watched movies, had dinner, midnight super and maggie goreng at 3am, that time is when we started our deeper conversation.
There was a time when all we did was talking and worrying. Worrying about nothing yet we still need to go out and drink and smoke. I think we just needed to worry so we could talk to each other. Even at midnight. And yet you still can’t sleep till dawn.
There was a time when I missed home and family, you gave me a warm feeling that home is closed to our hearts, then I lost in time wondering how to miss your home. Well, we gave each other a place to stay.
There was a time when love was not us. We loved somebody else. But we talked about them every hour. We tried to find perspective. Then we said “To hell with their perspective,” it was just us who need to talk and be listened.
There was a time when you ask me to love you. That time, we stop talking. For years.
“Ada yang hilang.”
Sebuah percakapan di dalam pikiranku yang coba menari-nari dalam kenangan.