meet me at the end of π

surga kehabisan freon neraka kehabisan bensin

it might sound crazy but i find the beauty in life through sadness and calm

my cosmos your cosmos almost

aku ingin bisa melihat keenam sisi kubus secara bersamaan tanpa memutarnya

my flame is small and soft, yet persist and untamed

If quantum entanglement proves that the distance is merely an illusion, then why do I feel like this longing is killing me?

Probably the oldest and earliest prayer I said was, “God, please make the person I love, love me back”

You find calm in a clamorous rhythm You find comfort in pain and rejection Then, how can my soft voice and gentle gesture comfort you? How?

pls say ditto

love is the most violent instrument

the blood in your teeth i wish it was mine

with all my grades and knowledge in architecture, I can assure you that I can build you the most beautiful house but what about home? … …

I swallowed my scream again

you are a whole chapter in my book but I am just a sentence in your chapter

our silence is the loudest silence ever

if heaven had doors and walls then it would be no different from a prison

I understand the space and silence between your words speak louder

in every universe, We just sit and talk in my dream, your head rests on my chest

I don't mind: - You only come when you are lonely - You only call me when you're hurt