Demigods, Magicians, Realitants

"When you like someone, would you try to get close to them, or would you rather watch from afar?" "Why would anyone just watch the person they like without doing anything?" "I don't know. Maybe they're scared, maybe they're inexperienced. Maybe they don't know what to do and just looking at the person they like is enough." "That's idiotic, what if the person you like is liked by someone else, someone bolder and who doesn't just watch from a distance." "Distance is a safety measure. They may be cautious." "I'll use another C to call it, Cowardice ." "Hm. I've done both, though. When it's someone I already know and knows me, when liking them is slowly realizing that they are more than just who I thought they were, I'll try to get closer. Because I know them, I understand the dynamics. I know what not to do to keep them by my side." ...

I like my face.  I'm not saying it to sound vain,  but I do like it. My face is not overly pretty.  Nor is it badly shaped. It is a perfectly normal human face. But I like my face.  There are times  When my tears run down my cheeks When my eyes are red-rimmed and glassy When my nose is puffy and snotty All drawn clearly on my face But I like my face Because the marks won't stay long My cheeks will soon be dried  My skin will soon be back to its color I like it I like my face Because my face won't tell  about what happened  behind the closed door of my room My face won't tell  about what happened  to the soaked pillow on my bed My face won't tell And I will smile

Consciously or not  They always remember Whether it was word by word Or simply the feelings they had When you threw it upon them Because after all they are just children And so, when there are times they say  'But you did that', or  'But you said that' Believe them, you did. Children do not ask you to be perfect  They just need you to be true True to your sayings  True to your actions For if you aren't You'll faze them When you blame them for  Things they took up from you You'll trap them And the outcome will be  Their fading trust Their escape And only then will you start to think Or probably not

Hello, darlings! Two months already? Whew, time does fly! I'm planning to have a real post in a few days, but in Bahasa. And that one won't be meaningless, promise. It's not even a crack and it has some valuable lessons.  Well, I do grow up, don't I? Anyway, here's a little meaningless post simply because I'm being my insomniac self. -What happens when a tab (that isn't even mine) with a drawing app installed is in front of me and I've nothing to do-  

Oke, jadi ini adalah posting selingan, cerita sehari hari penulis yang salah seorang temannya request untuk dituliskan. Karakter karakter dalam cerita ini sepenuhnya nyata. Jika ada kesamaan nama/tokoh/lokasi maupun yang lainnya... then it's all hitsuzen! Because universe is rarely so lazy.  ~~*~~ Malam hari sekitar sepekan yang lalu, aku, ibuku, dan dua adikku (Nurul & Ihsan), berkelana ke sebuah toko stationery  langganan kami di Perumnas III, relatif dekat dari rumahku di Cerewed. Kami mengendarai 2 motor. Di satu motor ada aku dan Nurul, sedang di motor lainnya ibuku dan Ihsan. Aku dan Nurul berangkat belakangan, karena ibuku dan Ihsan isi bensin lebih dulu. Singkat cerita, saat aku dan Nurul tiba di toko, sepasang anggota keluarga kami itu belum tiba. Alhasil, kami berdua keliling keliling sambil melihat lihat berbagai jualan toko tersebut lebih dahulu. Tak berapa lama, ibu datang menghampiri kami dengan senyum yang, kalau dipikir pikir sekarang, sedikit kak...

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