Di Ujung Rindu

Di ujung rindu. Rindu kampung halaman. Mata ngantuk, badan lelah tapi belum bisa tidur. Sudah lewat midnight dan lagu Better Together dari Jack Johnson sudah diputar puluhan kali. Kangen.

Masih enam minggu menuju akhir semester ini. Masih banyak paper yang harus ditulis. Masih banyak urusan yang belum selesai dibuat. Banyak tempat yang belum sempat dijelajah. But this feeling is so unbearable. I must admit it. I miss home. You.

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There's no combination of words
I could put on the back of a postcard
No song that I could sing
But I can try for your heart
Our dreams, and they are made out of real things
Like a shoebox of photographs
With sepiatone loving

Love is the answer
At least for most of the questions in my heart
Like why are we here? And where do we go?
And how come it's so hard?
It's not always easy and
Sometimes life can be deceiving
I'll tell you one thing it's always better when we're together

It's always better when we're together
Yeah, we'll look at the stars when we're together
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(Better Together - Jack Johnson)