Hesitant, 2024

I've been missing Jogja lately.

Is it the ambiance?

Is it the slow-living vibes?

Or is it the people?

Ah, I'm scared.

I'm not ready to be hurt again.

Jogja gives me both love and hate feelings.

But I'd still go back—just for a stroll around Prambanan,

to chase the rain to some beautiful place near Godean,

or for a late-night walk near Prawirotaman.

I have so many reasons to return.

It’s not impossible either.

So why do I feel hesitant to go back?