Hujan. Si pembawa pesan. Menarik perhatian. Tentang penantian. Menyentuh ranting dan dahan sekelibatan. Membasahi lagi sesuatu yang tertahan. Hingga benda-benda galaksi pun lupa ingatan. Aku disini masih bertahan. Tentang hujan. “Aah… Sudahlah,jawabnya menatapku heran.
You are the feeling of the first sip of hot coffee on a crisp winter morning. You are the feeling of first hitting the bed after a long day. You are the feeling of home, as close to home as I’ll ever be.
“When you are attracted to people, it’s because of the details. Their kindness. Their eyes. The fact that they can get you to laugh when you need it the most.”—Jodi Picoult, Sing You Home (via psych-facts)