Lea's Life Journey

     Calista berjalan ke arah lapangan sepak bola yang dekat dengan kompleks rumah barunya. Beberapa anak laki-laki terlihat berlari kesana-kemari mengejar bola. Calista semakin dekat dengan lapangan dan ia tak dapat menahan senyumannya saat ia berada di pinggir lapangan. Ia tidak suka bermain bola, ia hanya suka mengamati anak-anak seusianya bermain dan tertawa lepas—hal yang tak bisa dilakukannya. Mata Calista tertuju pada seorang anak laki-laki yang memakai baju merah dan berambut jabrik. Anak itu tertawa-tawa sambil berlari, kadang-kadang Calista melihat bibir anak itu komat-kamit mengucapakan sesuatu, tapi Calista tidak tahu apa yang diucapkannya.

aku tidak ingin menjadi dewasa. aku ingin kembali ke masa-masa dulu. masa saat aku tak perlu berpikir dahulu dalam bertindak , masa saat aku t ak perlu memikirkan perasaan orang lain , masa dimana aku tak pernah menggunakan perasaan dalam hal apapun, dan masa ketika aku t ak perlu bersusah untuk memikirkan masalah orang lain .

What is love? When we claim that it's love that we have for someone, are we correct?   Are your palms sweaty, is your heart racing and is your voice caught within your chest? It isn't love, it’s like. You can't keep your eyes or hands off of them, am I right? It isn't love, it's lust. Are you proud and eager to show them off? It isn't love, it's luck. Do you want them because you know they're there? It isn't love, it's loneliness. Are you there because it's what everyone wants? It isn't love, it's loyalty. Are you there because they kissed you or held your hand? It isn't love, it's low confidence. Do you stay for their confessions of love, because you don't want to hurt them? It isn't love, it's pity. Do you belong to them because their sight makes your heart skip a beat? It isn't love, it's infatuation. Do you pardon their faults because you care about them? It isn't love, it's friendship....