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win the battle, come home soon

a cigarette slipped between my left hand's fingers
i let myself swing to the tune
as the smokes slowly spread into my lungs and filled my head, we met in my thoughts
i see you, you see me.
we're running, walking, slowly drifting
apart by miles, the situation never seemed to take sides on feelings
our egos and prides, blocks the way
there are times when it's mine, and maybe now it's yours.
with your physical attendance,
a nice warm evening conversation would be lovely.
with a cup of coffee, or maybe tea.
you'll smoke, and i'll delightfully watch.
so please, talk, talk, talk... i won't feel bored, even for a glance
win the battle, come home soon.

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Hari ini dimulai sendu sekali.
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Dan sama seperti Rain yang dalam "Smoking With God" ingin mengajakMu merokok di balkon lantai dua, aku pun mau.
Seharian bersama bicara berdua, atau saling diam, cukup mensyukuri kehadiran masing-masing, di balkon lantai dua, dengan sebuah jendela yang selalu terbuka, tempat asap kita bermuara.
Halo, mungkin aku rindu, rindu terlalu, hingga terlarut dalam haru.

*Sedikit banyak juga terinspirasi dari karya Rain Chudori - "Smoking With God"
stressed out from eating too much
stressed out from not eating enough
stressed out from thinking too much
stressed out from not caring enough
how can I be the best version of myself if I don't even have the ability to think straight
kalo sepenggal kecurigaan kita ramu dengan benar (benar) maka asumsi asumsi yang kadung mematangkan diri bukannya tidak bisa berubah jadi kenyataan