Trial and Error

Malam ini topik pembicaraannya masih soal relationship. Diatas angkot yang melaju ke arah rumah, dia menatap wajahku yang jelas sedang memikirkan  sesuatu. 

πŸ‘¦ : mikir apa? soal trial and error lagi?

πŸ‘§ : iya. 

πŸ‘¦ : kan sudah kujawab.

πŸ‘§ : I don’t understand. 

πŸ‘¦ : gak ada yang rasional kalo ngomong soal perasaan. 

πŸ‘§ : when they say “heart”, where the hell is that? I only know one, its function is pumping the blood. 

πŸ‘¦ : it’s right here. *tap his chest with his palm* 

πŸ‘§ : how do they know it’s there?

πŸ‘¦ : because the pain is in here. not in any place. 

πŸ‘§ : why do they call it heart, too? Why don’t they name it with another name? 

πŸ‘¦ shrugged 

πŸ‘§ : so they have two hearts. 

πŸ‘¦ : yes. one to pump the blood, another to feel something. 

πŸ‘§ : this is my stop. see you. 


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