Long story of April 2018


Rabu 25 april 2018, tepat tengah malam pukul 00:27 aku memutuskan untuk berhenti. Berhenti berharap, lalu mengambil harapan itu untuk ku simpan ke dalam hatiku lagi. Yang entah nantinya untuk siapa lagi harapan ini akan kuberikan. Pilu, sakit, sembab yang kurasakan malam ini terulang lagi sekitar 1 bulan yang lalu kupernah mengalaminya. Cukup ini akan menjadi terakhir kalinya. Terakhir kalinya kuberharap pada seseorang. Seseorang yang jauh, asing, yang sudah tidak akan pernah sama lagi seperti awal ku mengenalnya. Aprilku pada tahun 2018 sangatlah panjang, panjang yang tidak tahu dimana ujung dari kisahku ini.


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Isakan tangis hatiku, terimakasih AprilšŸ–¤

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