slapped her face.
strangled her neck. she yelled, i shouted.
tried to aim wherever i could, and my, difficult, it was.
taller, she was. but the hair is much shorter.
if mine is on the left, hers was on the right.
(i couldn’t help thinking, self-righteously: ‘ha. i am prettier.’ )
next came the logic, it’s no retaliation.
then texted, a bit grudgingly ..
“call your woman” ..? (WHAT??)
as eyes opened, i was back to the real world.
*kau belum berdamai dengannya, Nak?*
berdamai dengan diri sendiri dulu, mungkin?
aku curiga apakah bener time will heal? kok buatku enggak ya? huh! semoga hanya belum.
wung mwahmwah
time will heal. the difference lays on how long it takes to heal for each person. (the scar that’s left might always be some kind of reminder..but let’s not sweat that, gal.
)
and yeah.. now where have i read that article about forgiving another means making peace with oneself first? could be a hard thing to do, though…
iki opo tho ???
ga mudeng aku…
din bacanya pake hati
adodododh…
mau tes D3 khusus, tapi ngebaca english gini aja saya ndak mudheng-mudheng.
hihihi