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you love Wishbone so much, don’t you? I love Siken. The blood and broken glass, to express the emotional scars that come from being in such a relationship, do you think so Galadriel? There's a sense of struggle throughout. A thought of love, the idea that love can be both wonderful and destructive. It makes you think about how love can sometimes feel like a battle, where you have to choose between holding on and letting go. but I don’t know about love, I don’t know, Galadriel. But I knew, “ I’m pulling you out of the burning buildings and you say I’ll give you anything / But you never come through. / Give me bullet power. Give me power over angels. Even when you’re standing up / you look like you’re lying down, but will you let me kiss your neck, baby? Do I have to / tie your arms down?”
I love Darwish. His reflections on dreams and loss always leave me thinking. I love Kepada Hawa by Aan Mansyur, too! I used to think about it, a lot. Imagine, Galadriel, ketika iblis mencintai Hawa lebih gila dari apapun. Dari siapapun. Dari Adam. Dari entah siapa.
I have to share! I am excited!
Wishbone is more than just a poem to me. It’s something I have injected to my very own veins. You keep saying I owe you, I owe … but you say the same thing every time. Let’s not talk about it, let’s just not talk. Because what do the words mean when they’re just words? Said for the sake of saying. But what about love? I know nothing of love, too, Wildflower. I know nothing of it. Maybe it’s meant to curse as much as it’s meant to cure us.
Darwish taught me something about grief and longing that I’ve never known of before. It’s like a bullet, his words. One that is beautiful as it is aching. What a soul.
But tell me, Wildflower, if a devil were to fall in love, would it be reciprocated? Would it go to waste? Would it mean nothing?
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