Been drowning on my own thoughts since everyone called me "mature living thing". Been drowning on my own thoughts since I knew what is love but not how to love and being loved. Been drowning on my own thoughts since I knew everything I never knew before. Like broken heart. Like lost. Like solitude and loneliness. Like the hidden feeling. Like the forbidden feelings.
I'm as weak as you are. Not anti everything and at the same time I'm anti everything.
I'm as weak as you are. Crying when nobody's watching.
I'm as weak as you are. Every midnight still whispering the same name who left me with a break up Post-it note five years ago.
I'm as weak as you are. Still keeping emails, messages, and hand written notes from all of my ex-lovers.
I'm as weak as you are but also as strong as you are.
I keep on living.
+ Coincidence Photographer : Ratih Dipa
+ Book and caption : Lala Bohang - The Book of Forbidden Feelings