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Just like the wheel, life keeps on rolling. One person can't be in tears all the time, while the happiness is not forever either.

Time is changing. Time is everything.

When you're happy, remember the times when you're broken down.

When you're sad, remember the times of glory you've had.

'Cause life ain't fair and everybody's been there.

As charming as life could be, we'll be taking the journey. Yes, we. You and I versus the world, versus the time, versus everything we've known including ourselves.

Fight the good battle. You and I know it even what's better to fight for.

Doubts will become our ghosts, walking along our way, appear and disappear faster than our shadows.

Never be afraid, my love. I'm as weak as you are. And together we're not the brightest. So, walk with me, my love. For what its worth, for the sake of ourselves.

This is not the vow. It's an unbreakable thing that I don't know what to call. 

Jakarta,

May 2015

'If I were to Send You a Letter, This Would be it’

I found this poem from Lang Leav's blog. Well, she's one of the most pop poets right now, so yes, I'm kinda into her.

This miserable, desperate yet beautiful poem talks about letting go of the dearest one at your life. I've been quite familiar with the topic of moving on, letting go and stuff like that for like, one year now. But this poem practically gives me goosebumps every time I've chance to read it.

It's not mostly about unrequited love or like that harsh broken heart. What amazed me the most is how you can turn a sad goodbye, that miserable feeling of letting go, to be one of the moment that deserves to be preserved, to be remembered as good as it got.

No hatred, no regrets, only that sad emotion of joy..

'If I were to send you a letter, this would be it’

I guess this could be both a goodbye and a hello,

 a soft goodbye because I know this letter marks the last time you will ever think of me,

 and a hard hello because you cannot simply fathom the amount of missing you that has taken place

 In this hollow heart of mine.

  

Because every night I discover you in a new and brilliant way.

Your name is painted in a delicate red under the tight seams of the wallpaper I put up after you left. 

 The ripped up poetry pages you kept are still in my trash can since it has not yet been a full week

Since I destroyed every physical memory of you. 

The roses you bought me which were intended to help stifle the pain of our breakup

only renew it in the most hateful way possible.

Obviously I still think of you though 

You are the chemical ingredients which make me feel miserable

 You are the cracks in my bones which grow with every passing hour

 You are the hour, the minute and the second hand

Always chipping away at the few hours of sanity I have left. 

And you are the rose petals in my tea

Marking the death of another far off love that couldn’t have been quite as extraordinary as ours. 

Yet I find myself thinking 

 If I could just let go of all of these things then maybe 

 Just maybe, I can let go of you too.

 So I have decided to leave 

 to leave this apartment which is only a graveyard of short-lived memories

 And to move to another country

 And maybe then I will finally be happy. 

I will write more and read more, paint and take more photographs, and hopefully fall in love, one last time.

 But if that makes you sad just know this;

 I will still find you in some way, whether it be the touch of the cold rain or silent kiss of soft snow 

 or even the whisp of sheets which surround me as I sleep 

And it will be these moments, these soft goodbyes and hard hellos 

Which I will live for

When my next lover becomes eternally reckless with my crystal heart...

— Grayson Herrg, “If I were to write you a letter this would be it” (via Langleav's blog)

xoxo,

 

For the Right Time

For the right time we seek
We bleed
We dig deep
And sometimes weep


For the right time we fight
We pass the strike
We wait for the light


For the right time we broke
Try so hard not to choke
Try to endure every mock


For the right time we pray
We caught in the gray
Do nothing but pray


For the right time we feel
We heal
We pay the bill and look after thrill


For the right time we grow
Glow in the shadow
Flow into somewhere we know


Then we might die
We might survive
We might last
Or we might forgotten fast


For the right time we wish
We miss to be kissed
For the right time we can actually say
"For the right time like this..."



xoxo,

Come Here...

One of my favorite scenes of all time. Taken from the year of 1995 from the movie "Before Sunrise". The song's called "Come Here", sung by American old singer Kath Bloom. The lyric is so beautiful that it could put you in a few minutes of total silence. Also, the exchanging glance between Jesse and Celine, it's a definete concept of admiration (or love?) without words.

 

There's wind that blows in from the north.
And it says that loving takes this course.
Come here. Come here.
No I'm not impossible to touch I have never wanted you so much.
Come here. Come here.
Have I never laid down by your side.
Baby, let's forget about this pride.
Come here. Come here.
Well I'm in no hurry. Don't have to run away this time.
I know you're timid.
But it's gonna be all right this time..




*absolute silence*

Sudahkah Sudi?

Karena selama kita ada

Selama itu pula tanda bertanya

Kita memahami, namun menolak untuk mengerti

Seperti matahari yang kadang sinarnya terlalu panas dan menyakitkan kulit

Atau bahkan dirindukan karena sinarnya yang kadang terlalu redup

Bagiku kau adalah matahari dengan fungsi yang tak jauh beda

Kita tidak memaksa

Kita tidak tergesa

Aku berupaya

Kau berencana

Waktu menyiksa

Takdir tertawa

Sudahkah kita bicara?

Sudikah kita menata? 

Kuningan, 26 Maret 2013

(Photo source: Littlemisslove)

Farid Hardja

Aku merindukan seseorang yang aku jumpai sosoknya setiap hari.

Rasa rindu yang aneh yang senang datang menyergap raga, menyedot segala asa dari sukma dan melumutkan logika yang seharusnya ada.

Aku merindukan sosok yang kadang berada begitu dekat denganku, namun seringnya terasa jauh. Konsep tentang jarak terasa kian abstrak maknanya untukku. Mengalahkan abstraknya imajinasi-ku yang ujungnya masih tetap dia.


Ya, aku rindu dia.


Ada salam dari Farid Hardja,

Oh… aku rindu…
Katakan padanya aku rindu
Oh burung nyanyikanlah
Katanya padanya aku rindu
Aku rindu...


Salam rindu,




ps: Maaf jika postingan kali ini terlalu cheesy. Everybody loves cheese, right? :)

Supposed To...

Supposed to be so easy
Turned out it's a wish merely

Supposed to be harmless
Turned out to be moments of pointless

Supposed to be heaven
Even heaven knows this not it

Supposed to be us
But turned out to be you
And her
Again...

For shortening a supposed to be frantically long great journey,
I supposed to say thank you..

Red Balloon

Someone gave me a balloon.
A very beautiful one. Red was the color. Glossy and shiny all around.

Like a little child I was beyond happy.
Accepted it with a wide smile on me. I looked up at the giver like I couldn't believe of my luck.

I was so happy...

I played with that red glossy shiny balloon all day. At the end of the day I was smitten for that balloon.
The giver kissed me on forehead.

The giver kissed me on forehead, right before he in all of a sudden took out that balloon away from my little hand.
He said, "the time is up, I should give this balloon back to its owner."
He left me just like that. He left me in the dark.

I still want to play with that balloon, I said, with all my might and all of my tears.




xoxo,

Photo Source: Deviantart

Menanti 50:20

Jejak kaki basah dan lengket di ubin putih gading
tersaruk-saruk menahan angin dingin
Berusaha untuk lebih cepat dan lebih cepat
Kejar waktu jangan sampai terlambat


Cepat tak menjamin tidak telat
Yang ditunggu seringnya tak bertemu
Mungkin kalanya tak satu
Tampaknya waktu dan tempat belum mempersilakan
Malah curiga kian memisahkan


Mungkin kalanya belum satu...


Belum..


Satu..


Ah, aku suka kata "belum"
Memberikan perspektif baru, membuka harapan yg sempat terkulum
Menanti jadi terasa kian ber-asa
50:20 ku tunggulah waktunya kita berjumpa






Selasa, Stasiun Sudirman Jakarta, 
25 September 2012

What is Love?

So, my friend posted this picture on twitter and it simply touches me. Right here *nunjuk ke hati*

So giving love and being loved back is not a hard thing to do. Matter of fact, it seems like the most natural and the easiest thing human can do, though sometimes we forget to put our mind into it. This Emma K., age 6, somehow reminded me of it. :DD

"Love is everywhere. Often it's not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it's always there. If you look for it, I've got a sneaky feeling you'll find that love actually is all around". (Love Actually - 2003)

Xoxo,

Raisya

Graduation Buzz

I’m about to graduate. Yeah. The day will finally be here anytime soon, someday in the midst of this year’s September.

Am I thrilled? Sure am! Except for the fact that I still have to pay for that grad ceremony, I’m sort of thrilled to be finally able to get dressed up in beautiful kebaya and proudly wearing the toga..And then people will give me some flowers..Photos..Cries..Laughs…Friends..Lover (if I’m lucky enuff, yes)…

But then, I recently have been thinking about things I wanna do after grad. The more I think of it, life after college would never be as fun as I had back in college. I had suffered, off course, cause of those killer subjects. They were like some greatest pain I’ve ever had in my life so far (seriously, ga lebay, more on that later). But I gotta admit, my life would feel a bit dull without ‘em. And the friends I have in college are incomparable. Come to think of it, my college life was counted as pretty sweet.

Still there is some unsatisfaction regarding my non-thesis graduation. Yes, I’m graduating without having to do thesis like other college students. Yes, the non-thesis way of graduation is a thing in our university, especially in my faculty. I’m pretty sick of some people underestimate me for having to graduate without thesis, and I’m pretty sick of explaining it to them. The thing is, remember some damn hard stuff that I’d got to go through in my academic life? Well, almost every kid in my faculty has experienced it. Study in our faculty would be as tough as study in faculty of tech or even faculty of medicine. IT IS TOUGH.

Why is it?

For instance, in my case, studied in Chinese Studies Program was like giving my youth time to work in labor for the second Industrial Revolution. To be able to survive in this major you have to pass 6 painful levels of Chinese modern language, plus 2 levels of Chinese classical language, and some other hot stuffs. For Chinese modern language itself, if you failed on the same level twice, then it’d be the end of you. Finiti. 结束了. Sorry, but you can’t continue your study there.

To be able to graduate exactly four years, you also have to put a serial of darn hard work. For example, if you didn’t pass the first level of Chinese modern lang, you have to repeat it, right? But you can’t repeat it as soon as the new term started, no, you’ve to wait for next year to be able to repeat it. It off course would costs you some more time to hang out in college. Just imagine if you didn’t pass the first level of Chinese lang, then you’d wait, you’d repeat it, you’d pass to second level, but ooooh crap, you didn’t pass the second level! So there, the story would repeat itself. So on so forth and when you realized it, you absolutely can’t finish college on time. Don’t even wish to write one hell of a thesis cause time is running out.

Those stories happen in my surrounding. I have to bite my tongue off every time I see my friends failed, drop out, or have to stay longer in college. That applies to other majors in my faculty, I think, more or less.

I consider myself lucky cause I was able to survive and got through everything. I’m not even that smart and God only knows I speak Chinese just like a Chinese baby that’s just started learning to speak. I was just working my ass off, swallowing all of the pain, bearing lots of sleepless nights, drinking tons of coffees, surviving bad traffic and crap public transportation, while trying to maintaining my sanity.

So please, don’t ever judge ‘em who are graduating from non-thesis way. Those years of hard work probably are equal with one or two of your semesters doing the thesis. Besides, your thesis would never be the thing that guarantees your success after college. Camkan yah!

Okay, so, happy graduation for me! Write more later. Ciao!

xoxo,

Talkshow "Kho Ping Hoo: Sang Master Cerita Silat Legendaris Indonesia"

Program Studi Cina Universitas Indonesia dengan bangga mempersembahkan:

Apa saja acaranya? Ayo coba ditengok dulu konten acara kami..

Salah satu acara inti kami yaitu Talkshow Sinologi dengan judul

"Kho Ping Hoo: Sang Master Cerita Silat Legendaris Indonesia"

Siapa yang ngga kenal Kho Ping Hoo? Beliaulah otak di balik kejayaan cerita-cerita silat (cersil) di Indonesia di tahun 1950-an dan terus hingga 30 tahun selanjutnya. Di talkshow ini kita akan kilas balik sejarah Kho Ping Hoo dan cersil-cersil kebanggaannya yang melegenda sampai pengaruhnya pada dunia kesusastraan Indonesia. Nostalgia sekaligus mengenang dan mengapresiasi karya master cersil yang satu ini.

Pembicara-pembicaranya dijamin sangat mumpuni di bidangnya masing-masing. Mereka adalah:

1. Andi Wijaya (Founder Komunitas Komik Indonesia)

2. Anton Soeharyo (PT. Langit Harapan, develoer aplikasi e-book KPH for IPad)

3. Sudjiwo Tedjo (Budayawan, Sastrawan, Penikmat cersil KPH)

Moderator: Saras Dewi (Dosen Program Studi Filsafat UI, Musisi, Seniman)

FYI, Talkshow ini free alias gratis!

Ditunggu kehadirannya ya di acara Sinofest XI kita :DD

There's Someone.........

It may not be the one you're with
They may not have much love to give.
It may not be the girl next door
Or that nice boy on the first floor,
It may not be the friend you taught
Who helps you out when you're distraught,
You may not know this one that well

But there's someone who loves you...

It may not be the one you kissed
It may not be the one you've missed
You may think someone is your friend
But then you find that they pretend,
When you are down and you are out
When you're in tears, sad, and in doubt,
Life may feel like a living hell

But there's someone who loves you...

-Benjamin Zephaniah-

XOXO,

Malu (Aku) Jadi Orang Indonesia

Wow, my room of escapism becomes very dusty now! i don't know but these past few months, i'm not really into write-thingy things. Kecuali nulis paper-paper tugas sampah yaa.. T_T

Well, i'm still not in the mood of write actually and now i'm only copying a very good poetry here. Puisi ini puisinya Taufik Ismail. ceritanya puisi ini jadi bahan ajar kuliah Penganbtar Filsafat dan Pemikiran Modern saya minggu lalu and i like it a lot! Silakan dibaca dan diresapi maknanya. Mudah-mudahan bisa dijadikan renungan dan pelajaran untuk kehidupan yang lebih baik lagi... ;D

Malu (Aku) Jadi Orang Indonesia

I

Ketika di Pekalongan, SMA kelas tiga
Ke Wisconsin aku dapat beasiswa
Sembilan belas lima enam itulah tahunnya
Aku gembira jadi anak revolusi Indonesia
Negeriku baru enam tahun terhormat diakui dunia
Terasa hebat merebut merdeka dari Belanda
Sahabatku sekelas, Thomas Stone namanya,
Whitefish Bay kampung asalnya
Kagum dia pada revolusi Indonesia
Dia mengarang tentang pertempuran Surabaya
Jelas Bung Tomo sebagai tokoh utama
Dan kecil-kecilan aku nara-sumbernya
Dadaku busung jadi anak Indonesia
Tom Stone akhirnya masuk West Point Academy
Dan mendapat Ph.D. dari Rice University
Dia sudah pensiun perwira tinggi dari U.S. Army
Dulu dadaku tegap bila aku berdiri
Mengapa sering benar aku merunduk kini

II

Langit akhlak rubuh, di atas negeriku berserak-serak
Hukum tak tegak, doyong berderak-derak
Berjalan aku di Roxas Boulevard, Geylang Road, ebuh Tun Razak,
Berjalan aku di Sixth Avenue, Maydan Tahrir dan Ginza
Berjalan aku di Dam, Champs Élysées dan Mesopotamia
Di sela khalayak aku berlindung di belakang hitam kacamata
Dan kubenamkan topi baret di kepala
Malu aku jadi orang Indonesia.

III

Di negeriku, selingkuh birokrasi peringkatnya di dunia nomor satu,
Di negeriku, sekongkol bisnis dan birokrasi
berterang-terang curang susah dicari tandingan,
Di negeriku anak lelaki anak perempuan, kemenakan, sepupu
dan cucu dimanja kuasa ayah, paman dan kakek
secara hancur-hancuran seujung kuku tak perlu malu,
Di negeriku komisi pembelian alat-alat berat, alat-alat ringan,
senjata, pesawat tempur, kapal selam, kedele, terigu dan
peuyeum dipotong birokrasi
lebih separuh masuk kantung jas safari,
Di kedutaan besar anak presiden, anak menteri, anak jenderal,
anak sekjen dan anak dirjen dilayani seperti presiden,
menteri, jenderal, sekjen dan dirjen sejati,
agar orangtua mereka bersenang hati,
Di negeriku penghitungan suara pemilihan umum
sangat-sangat-sangat-sanga

t-sangat jelas
penipuan besar-besaran tanpa seujung rambut pun bersalah perasaan,
Di negeriku khotbah, surat kabar, majalah, buku dan
sandiwara yang opininya bersilang tak habis
dan tak utus dilarang-larang,
Di negeriku dibakar pasar pedagang jelata
supaya berdiri pusat belanja modal raksasa,
Di negeriku Udin dan Marsinah jadi syahid dan syahidah,
ciumlah harum aroma mereka punya jenazah,
sekarang saja sementara mereka kalah,
kelak perencana dan pembunuh itu di dasar neraka
oleh satpam akhirat akan diinjak dan dilunyah lumat-lumat,
Di negeriku keputusan pengadilan secara agak rahasia
dan tidak rahasia dapat ditawar dalam bentuk jual-beli,
kabarnya dengan sepotong SK
suatu hari akan masuk Bursa Efek Jakarta secara resmi,
Di negeriku rasa aman tak ada karena dua puluh pungutan,
lima belas ini-itu tekanan dan sepuluh macam ancaman,
Di negeriku telepon banyak disadap, mata-mata kelebihan kerja,
fotokopi gosip dan fitnah bertebar disebar-sebar,
Di negeriku sepakbola sudah naik tingkat
jadi pertunjukan teror penonton antarkota
cuma karena sebagian sangat kecil bangsa kita
tak pernah bersedia menerima skor pertandingan
yang disetujui bersama,

Di negeriku rupanya sudah diputuskan
kita tak terlibat Piala Dunia demi keamanan antarbangsa,
lagi pula Piala Dunia itu cuma urusan negara-negara kecil
karena Cina, India, Rusia dan kita tak turut serta,
sehingga cukuplah Indonesia jadi penonton lewat satelit saja,
Di negeriku ada pembunuhan, penculikan
dan penyiksaan rakyat terang-terangan di Aceh,
Tanjung Priuk, Lampung, Haur Koneng,
Nipah, Santa Cruz dan Irian,
ada pula pembantahan terang-terangan
yang merupakan dusta terang-terangan
di bawah cahaya surya terang-terangan,
dan matahari tidak pernah dipanggil ke pengadilan sebagai
saksi terang-terangan,
Di negeriku budi pekerti mulia di dalam kitab masih ada,
tapi dalam kehidupan sehari-hari bagai jarum hilang
menyelam di tumpukan jerami selepas menuai padi.

IV

Langit akhlak rubuh, di atas negeriku berserak-serak
Hukum tak tegak, doyong berderak-derak
Berjalan aku di Roxas Boulevard, Geylang Road, Lebuh Tun Razak,
Berjalan aku di Sixth Avenue, Maydan Tahrir dan Ginza
Berjalan aku di Dam, Champs Élysées dan Mesopotamia
Di sela khalayak aku berlindung di belakang hitam kacamata
Dan kubenamkan topi baret di kepala
Malu aku jadi orang Indonesia.

TAUFIK ISMAIL - 1998

Have a nice Sunday y'all! ^-^

XOXO,

FIB NYENI 3: Heavenly Art Paradise

Fakultas Ilmu Pengetahuan Budaya Universitas Indonesia proudly presents:










Let's celebrate our art, people..

Saatnya ber-kesenian di tempat yang tepat!!!

For further info, please log on to www.fibnyeni.com or join our Facebook Group.
Or you can simply search #FIBNYENI3 on Twitter to find out this event's update!


Cheers,

Here Comes Frau...

Finally I got her songs! Setelah sempat ngeliat penampilan penyanyi muda asal Jogja yang nama aslinya Leiliani Hermiasih ini beberapa bulan lalu di acara talk show, saya emang sudah suka banget! Musiknya lagi-lagi mirip seperti konsep musikalisasi puisi tapi dengan musik yang lebih kaya. Permainan piano di setiap lagu benar-benar bikin hati saya adem... permainan piano dan vokalnya agak mengingatkan saya sama Regina Spektor. Salut lah buat gadis muda yang satu ini. Mudah-mudahan masa depannya di industri musik Indonesia tidak dikalahkan begitu saja sama musisi-musisi gadungan lain yang setiap hari saya dengar dan liat di tv. Semoga.


and here it is, my favorite track of her album, Starlit Carousel

Mesin Penenun Hujan


Merakit mesin penenun hujan
Hingga terjalin, terbentuk awan
Semua tentang kebalikan
Terlukis, tertulis, tergaris di wajahmu

Keputusan yang tak terputuskan
Ketika engkau telah tunjukkan
Semua tentang kebalikan
Kebalikan di antara kita

Kau sakiti aku, kau gerami aku,
Kau sakiti, gerami, kau benci aku
Tetapi esok nanti kau akan tersadar
Kau temukan seorang lain yang lebih baik
Dan aku kan hilang, ku kan jadi hujan
Tapi takkan lama, ku kan jadi awan

Merakit mesin penenun hujan
Ketika engkau telah tunjukkan
Semua tentang kebalikan
Kebalikan di antara kita

Debut album Frau Lani ini bisa diunduh secara cuma-cuma loh, hanya disini.

or you can visit her at her blog and myspace, off course!

Mitch Albom's Quotes

These are a few of Mr. Albom's quotes from his book, The Five People You Meet In Heaven. They're everywhere in my pieces of papers, so I collected them and decided to put them together in this blog just to make sure these precious words will able to be seen every time.

"All endings are also beginnings. We just don't know it at the time."

"No story sits by itself. Sometimes they cover one another completely, like stones beneath the river."

"No life is a waste. The only time we waste is the time we spend thinking we are alone."


"Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know."


"Sacrifice is a part of life. It's supposed to be. It's not something to regret. It's something to aspire to."


"Life has to end, love doesn't."


"Lost love is still love. It takes a difference form, that's all. You can't see their smile, or bring them food or tousle their hair or move them around a dance floor. But when those senses weaken, another heightens and memory becomes your partner. You nurture it, you hold it, you dance with it."

Enjoy :D

XOXO,

Lagu Cinta

Track favorite saya dari sebuah band lokal di kampus namanya Sasina which is kepanjangan dari Sastra Indonesia (memang dibentuk dari ikatan mahasiswa Sastra Indonesia FIB UI). Band ini ngebawain lagu-lagu yang digubah dari puisi jadinya ya semacam musikalisasi puisi gitu seperti musikalisasi puisi Sapardi Djoko Damono yang pernah saya tulis sebelumnya disini.

Lagu Cinta

Kukatakan sekali lagi
Bahwa aku mencintaimu
Maka pukullah aku jika kau tak suka

Hari-hari yang kulampaui
Hanya berbatas dinding dan malam
Sepi memintal leher
dan mencekik penantian bulan
Aku mencintaimu

Langit dan bumi inilah saksinya
Dan lemparlah jika kau tak suka
Karena aku pun tak sengaja
Mencintaimu...
Mencintaimu...
Mencintaimu...

Isn't that romantic?? Don't you just love poetry musicalization like this? it's so soothing and relaxing..

Beberapa hari ini saya lagi keinget Mr.M terus, ngebaca-baca tulisan saya tentang dia, buka-buka account pribadinya, terus nyanyi-nyanyi lagu ini sendiri karena, well, lagu ini semacam perasaan saya ke dia.


Karena aku pun tak sengaja mencintaimu.. (Yeah, read that Mr. M!)


I know... it's pathetic. It is some kind of ill, i guess. :((

Lagunya Sasina yang Lagu Cinta ini ngga bisa diunduh darimana pun. Cuma tersebar di kalangan terbatas. Tapi ada beberapa lagu mereka yang juga bagus (bangettt) bisa di dengar di account myspace mereka.

XOXO,

Berhenti

Kuhentikan langkahku
Kuhentikan perjuanganku
Kupilih untuk menyerah
Namun Hati-ku berontak
Hati-ku ternyata lebih gagah daripada ragaku
Hati-ku memaksaku untuk kuat


"Jangan kecewakan banyak orang", kata Hatiku
"Tapi aku benar sudah lelah!", jawabku
"Lelahmu tidak berarti apa-apa, jangan manja!", tegasnya

Aku terdiam
Bentakkan Hati-ku mebuatku kesal
Tapi juga membuatku sadar
Perjuangan ini tidak boleh berhenti
Tidak disini
Aku bukanlah gadis manja
Tidak Hati-ku, aku tidak akan berhenti
Terimakasih atas teguranmu




PS: Untuk BCM, berbaik hatilah padaku. Aku tidak akan berhenti.. ;)

There I Go Again Babbling About The 'L' Word..

Telah ku petik satu hal dari yang lalu...
Sebuah pelajaran dari hidupku...

Takkan mudah lagi kukatakan cinta,
Karna memang tak mudah bagiku menemukan yang pantas...

Takkan ku relakan lagi waktuku yang berharga hanya untuk percintaan kosong,
Yang semu dan bodoh dan naif...

Takkan ada lagi yang boleh mendikte ku, menyuruh ku untuk tampil lebih cantik lagi,
(Enak saja! cantik ku sudah se-taraf Miss Universe ko!)...

Takkan pernah lagi!

Aku sedang mencari seseorang yang akan mencintaiku
Dengan cinta tanpa syarat dan prasyarat...

Yang tak segan memarahi ku ketika aku salah, dan mendukung ku ketika aku benar...

Yang dapat menceritakan kepadaku
Tentang Socrates, Kennedy, Soekarno, Nabi Muhammad SAW...

Yang pundaknya bisa ku pinjam saat air mataku mau tumpah...

Yang sanggup bertahan berjam-jam menemaniku menikmati drama Korea...
(dan sedikit cemburu ketika aku sudah mulai 'gila' Kim Bum)

Dan sebaliknya aku juga sanggup menemaninya menikmati film action favorit nya...

Yang senang bila aku mulai berbahasa Cina (penting itu!)...

Yang bisa menyanyikan Karolina untukku kapan pun aku mau dan (dengan seenaknya) mengganti judul dan liriknya dengan namaku...

Yang bahkan menyukai jerawat ku yang kerap muncul bersamaan dengan tamu bulananku...

Yang bisa ku ajak diskusi seru tentang Harry Potter...

Yang bisa kuajak bermain hujan...

Yang tahu bahwa Ia memang harus mencintai ku,
Tanpa syarat dan prasyarat...


XOXO,