day two: aspectabund

aspectabund

letting emotion show easily through the face or eyes 

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since the beginning, you always know what he thinks or feels. you can see it clearly in his entire being, and it takes so little time to familiarize yourself with his tells. it’s one thing you tease him about constantly, because his inability to read you as easily as you him makes you cackle and him pout. you’re proud of your ability, and it shows.

but it also makes you be able to pinpoint the exact time he’s halfway falling out of love with you.

and you hate yourself for that.

(because you want to remain oblivious, just for awhile)

day one: scrosciare

scrosciare
the action of rain pouring down or of waves hitting rocks and cliffs
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one step forward. another one.

and then again.

left, right.

the only thing you can see is your feet beneath you, dragging you to somewhere you familiar with. you smell the distinct taste of salt, and knew you’re in the right place.

you sat down quietly, pretending that it was the rain that makes your face wet

(and not tears)

and watch the hypnotic motion of give and take, give and take.

(how can you balance one without overlapping the other?)

you hear the ocean met the earth deafeningly,

and you

                          just

                                            breathe,

                         (keeps breathing)

(it’s going to be ok)

tender by mut

tender – adjective

soft, gentle, or delicate; affectionate or loving
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imprint by mut

imprint – verb

to mark by or as if by pressure; to fix indelibly or permanently (as on the memory)

starlight by mut

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"Kak, cepat pulang, ya?”

Agnia hanya tersenyum menatap adiknya. Dhara mungkin hanya tiga tahun lebih muda, tapi tidak pernah tidak manja kepada sang kakak.

“Iya, janji. Pekerjaannya hanya dua planet dari sini, kok. Tablet kamu masih bisa digunakan, kan? Kalau ada apa-apa jangan sungkan hubungi kakak, ya.”

Dhara tersenyum balik. “Siap, kak!”

Berbalik sembari tertawa, Agnia melambaikan tangannya kepada sang adik yang bertengger di pintu rumahnya. Segera ia memasuki pesawat luar angkasa mini miliknya dan melakukan pengecekan sebelum lepas landas. Dari ujung matanya, ia melihat ibunya memperhatikannya dari jendela atas, tapi ketika ia membelokkan kepalanya sedikit, ia tidak melihat apa-apa.

Hmm.

“Hanya masuk-ambil-keluar-drop. Seminggu juga sudah selesai.”

Kepulangan Agnia disambut dengan rumahnya yang sudah menjadi puing-puing hitam tanda terbakar. Adik dan ibunya tidak terlihat sama sekali.

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