Kata Mereka Ini Berlebihan

There's a special kind of effort – when everything inside revolves around a single gaze. Her hair is down, her dress was chosen not to her liking, but based on a memory of someone else's comment. Even the fear of heights ceases to be an argument if, suddenly, up there, beyond the clouds, you can prove that love is still worth the effort. Such tiresome, beautiful naivett – believing that if you become "perfect," someone will notice. And then realize: even perfection can be superfluous if it's not needed by the very person for whom all this was undertaken.