Janji Setia

Long-distance love is like a never-ending TV series, where each episode ends with the promise “we'll meet soon.” You sit listening to the sound of rain, thinking that he must be hearing the same rain, only in a different city. And it seems like everything has been clear for a long time: time drags on, longing simmers on a low flame, and the heart remains faithful, like an old phone that doesn't lose signal even without a network.

But as soon as a ray of sunshine appears between the clouds, it's as if someone quietly turns on the light inside. Because even if the whole world slows down and distances stretch out, there are things that cannot be erased by the wind or by kilometers - they just live somewhere in the middle of your chest, patiently, until you meet again.