Percakapan dengan salah seorang sahabat malam ini, menginspirasi terbitnya puisi ini… Selesai menulisnya, ingin rasanya hanya disimpan sebagai draft, sehingga tak ada seorang pun yang tau. But, I think it’s beautiful enough to be hidden. For those who can’t define the feeling of comfortable with someone, below words may help you.. (^_^)
With you, I’m comfortable.
I know I can talk about anything, or sit by your side in complete silence.
I want to lay on your chest and listen to your heartbeat. But, when I ask where is it, you use your finger and show it is in mine.
It is weird when I am laying by your side in silence, no words at all, just breathing but feeling like we’re having the best conversation of our life.
You see me at my worst, but only talk about my best.
I neither have to weigh my thoughts nor measure my words.
I can be happy about my biggest achievements, while you know my deepest insecurities.
Love is the inexpressible comfort of feeling safe with a person.
I don’t have the words to make you feel better, but I do have the arms to give you a hug, ears to listen to whatever you want to talk about, and I have a heart; a heart that’s aching to see you smile again.
I’m comfortable with you, and you should know that means everything to me.
It just feels natural with you… know what I mean?