I see a home in a quiet place
I see myself in a strong embrace
And I feel protection from the human race
It’s not parental
But it’s a fantasy, not a reality
And it’s no good, no, no good for me,
you have no idea
That I’m walking through the clouds
When you’re looking at me
I’m feeling like a child
Vulnerability
I am shaking like a leaf if you move beside me
But it’s no good for me…
Lirik lagu yang dinyanyikan the Corrs itu berulang-ulang dimainkan di mp3 player.
Berusaha meyakinkan diri.
‘This isn’t the thing. It’s just absolutely wrong.’
Yet, I cannot convince myself.
Yes. I know it’s really stupid. Pathetic. I’m just torturing myself. My heart.
It barely can stand it anymore.
But, no. Cannot extinguish this silly urge.
Even if I have to bear this pain. Tear me inside out.
Even if I have to go through this bewildering maze. Even though I know that all this won’t change into reality
Sudah berbagai cara dan usaha dilakukan.
All in vain.
All to no avail.
Ketika rasa sudah tak mau lagi diajak berkompromi dengan akal sehat dan logika.
Terjun bebas.
Melayang lepas.
Meski tak tahu dimana harus mendarat.
