transition period

it's the feeling when you finished reading a damn good book.
you cried reading it
you grinned
you smiled
you laughed
you sobbed

people thought you were crazy. crying over a book.

kamu baca buku yang sangat indah tulisannya
kamu rasa seperti kamu hidup di dalam setiap huruf di dalam karyanya


you don't want the story to end
yet you want to know the ending

you wished for a fairytale ending
but you knew better that the author would find pleasure in not doing so

you thought you know how the story would end
but as always, things won't go the way you want them to



on the very last page.
it was like being in a museum
you wanted to capture everything
you wanted to grab everything you can
but you know you are losing it anyways

then you finished reading it.



you put the book down

but the story keeps playing in your head
the good feeling stays
the hatred stays
the ecstasy stays
they lingers

you become numb



you don't ever want to read another book.

kamu takut segala yang indah tentang buku yang itu terlepas dari kamu.
kamu menikmati keindahan setiap helaian kata di buku yang itu

(this piece could have sound better if i wrote it in malay!)

going on,

THEN you come into a bookstore

not intentionally.




and i was really talking about books. no other.
perhaps.
a very very good book.
you feel like killing the author.





*most of my entries did not receive enough thinking time before they were written and being published. nor edited. dan saya selalu terlepas mahu balas komen sehinggalah saya betul2 menghadap blog. jadi, maafkanlah plis.

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