Kenangan Manis

Sometimes the day passes as if in slow motion - simply, calmly, without drama. Someone laughs a little louder than usual, someone says ‘see you later’ without specifying when. Everything seems ordinary, but the air suddenly thickens with warmth. There is a special magic in this - when even silly things become memories, and what is left unsaid sounds louder than words.

And even if it's all ‘for now’ and ‘see you soon,’ it's like a gentle promise from the past that is in no hurry to fade away. I want to believe that days like these are not a coincidence, but a quiet way for the world to say, ‘Don't be sad, it will happen again.’