to that specific person ; ||

dear you,

dear you whose name God heard so many times,

i might not find you again. we might just ended it there, where we were last time. but you hold a spot in my heart. i framed you in my “museum”. as the one who taught me how to let go. i've loved several boys before, but i don't know what makes you special. admit that you left me scars. and also to these footprints you left in my heart, maybe that's what makes me remember you. for you, im just the girl who got away. but for me, you were the one who i was fated to meet and fell in love with. it was all by accident. the hi, the butterflies i felt, or even the goodbyes we said, it were what we've never plan. people might say im weird, write down a letter for my ex which he will never find out. but i feel so comfortable doing this. it's like a remedy to finally get over you.