@wiraberwarta Aamiin, Aamiin. Sudah lama banget gak ngobrol sama kamu, Bian. Kadang pengen banget interaksi aktif di sini, tapi pada mikir postingan saya bukan untuk dibalas. Untungnya kamu dan teman-teman selalu pengertian, salah satu alasan kenapa saya bersyukur banget punya kalian.
As simple as I am the light mode, and she is the dark mode. These modes represent our natures that symbolized by black and white. We can see how the black ink begins to drip its thoughts onto the blank white paper. Well, we have something big coming in this big 2026.
I used to wonder, why do you call this a ‘tragedy’ since it usually used for things that shouldn’t have happened? But I understand now. Our feelings came so suddenly at that moment, yet the accident of falling for each other was precious enough to make it never worth forgetting.
It’s been so long since I opened this to write even a few words. I haven’t recalled anything about us since then, but those words I gave only to you come back to me clearly. We continuing life like this is an old, forgotten tragedy, and it really is now.
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But I know my prayers can’t deceive me into being cruel to you. They didn’t have horns or tails when I wrote them back then. They will always accompany every step you take to make you feel safe, just like me who always wakes up until 3 to make sure that you’re okay in your sleep.
I don’t regret that you’re no longer with me, but I only regret that I held myself back from developing like you, indirectly rejecting the reward of friends who were always there like yours, even when you knew that the environment was the same one that made you feel toxic.
I felt like a loser who didn’t dare try anything, staying in my comfort zone just to maintain my peace of mind. Although I’m sure you’ve also experienced hardships, and your current position is truly a result of that. I wanted to give it a try too, but I was too fragile for that.
The feeling means it really hit me so hard when I suddenly thought of something in the middle of my study session for final exam with my friends only to find myself stopping for a moment because I remembered something that made me feel suffocated by things that had passed.
I don’t regret that you’re no longer with me, but I only regret that I held myself back from developing like you, indirectly rejecting the reward of friends who were always there like yours, even when you knew that the environment was the same one that made you feel toxic.