Its just like a normal day. He call me and asking where am I and here he is. He flew from Bali to my place in the same day. Dont get me wrong. He often come to Jakarta just to hv a coffee or craving some his fav food. Crazy rich, huh? I just finish my work and start to go to the place that he want to be. I tought its gonna same like a day what we hv before. Talks, chill, hv a dinner, laugh and get some coffee in the end. But its far from what I tought. When he saw me, he just come and hug me so tight. No words. He even yet to say hello to me. And I start to realized that someone is crying over my soulder. I hv no idea. What happen, actually? Is that so hurt and hard, dude? And I realized something on that day.... Do you guys ever feel to being 'home' for some people? Being such a the comfort place to lay on for ur bestfriend family or u named it, whatever its on their happy day or not, do you? Sometimes we just too busy to looking for the best 'home' in person without ...
Setiap orang punya caranya sendiri buat bangkit dari yang namanya sakit hati. Mungkin cara mereka healing juga akan berubah seiring dengan bertambahnya usia. Ngga ada yang bener dan ngga ada yang salah. Just dont judge the others. Mereka bebas buat nentuin dengan siapa mereka mau berbagi. Siapa yang mau mereka liat di timeline mereka. Apa yang mau mereka makan di hari patah hati. Berapa lama waktu yang mereka butuh buat nangis. Or how much they spent money just to make them happy. Its really not our business. Patah hati di umur seperempat abad terasa cukup berbeda memang. Its not about how long I cried to make me feel better anymore or buying some bags cause I need to feed my ego. But its more like, why do I wasting my time for someone who doesnt see my worth... Life must go on. Tomorrow is still Monday. You gotta work. Daily meeting is waiting. Also we still need to pay the bills. In the end, it will heal by themselves. Its okay to hv another good bye cause you gonna meet with ...
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