Akan ada waktu; di mana tiap baris rindu dan asa yang pernah kita tuliskan hanya tersimpan dalam buku kenangan—lapuk, tiada bentuk.
Akan ada waktu; di mana kita menertawakan tangis dan menangisi tawa, keajaiban yang tak mungkin terulang.
Akan ada waktu; di mana tangan kita masih saling menggenggam, namun di ujung persimpangan, kita terpaksa mengucapkan perpisahan.
Especially when you two used to talk a lot. Nonstop. They were your daily routine. Then you see them stop talking to you hurts a lot. They were always there for you, then you see them flirting with someone.. Sometimes you wished that you never met them before because maybe life would be 10x better without them. But at times, it’s kind of better that they were a part of your life, even though it was only a little. At least they gave you memories that you two would never forget.
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