Picture a life on earth every single day. The burn outs of after work. We've got ample time to just sit, blink, breath and lurk.
Crossed-path in this trying time. Held hands and sworn love. Faith, dates, friendship, relationship.
Stormed by endless anxieties, rained by workloads and chatters. Lonely in a deep dark room, silence is your music.
Non reaction is my doom yet it's your home. We were chorus in an out of tune song.
Tears, trust. Fears, disgust. Doubts and whereabouts. Mistakes and outtakes. Forgave, forgotten.
In a ten pages letter, cried a river. You're tired but still fighting told me when you were sober.
A clandestine behavior, an obvious remark. A suspicious partner, a secretive lover. Loving us is addicting but it's definitely not liberating.
We were craving for one thing. Mine for the freedom to express how deep all these feelings and yours are freedom to breakaway, breath from this correlation.
Freedom, aren't we supposed to flee together, if time permits, forever?
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
Love and Other Anxiety: a poetry collection
PuisiLove and Other Anxiety talks about the irrationality of being a lover, a partner, a friend and of being a person inside a relationship. One of the most crucial part of coming up with the idea of love as a form of anxiety is proving that it can be a...
