Hi Ate, it's your baby Saf.. To be honest, I don't know where to start, but I know that I missed you, so much. It's been awhile since the last time we talked. You know me, I don't shed tears—I was raised that tears symbolize weakness, and weakness is the most pathetic thing that a human being can ever posses because people can take advantage of you whenever you're in your lowes. That's what I thought. But you? You show other definition of tears and weakness.
I was raised to always keep my head straight, eyes never on the ground but always focus on its goal, and mind that set only in the price.
But then you came.. you made me realize that it's not always about the price, but the experience we made to get it. It's not always about what we want, but on why we want it.
Damn, why does my heart felt heavy everytime I see your account? Was it because I let my guard down? Or because finally, you set me free?
I missed you so much. Our 'chikahan' and specially those 'motivations' messages we sent to each other..
Why do you have to let go?
Your baby Saf is hurting, Ate.. I need my big sis here beside me..