Kamis, 14 April 2016

The Confession Letter...

April 11th, 2016

Dear one... grandpa,



Honestly, I’m not in the mood of crying or even feeling sad. I just wanted to write this. But I admit that I’ve been doing that since I knew all this good time will be over pretty soon. I don’t know why. But I’ve never thought that the thing would turn to be this ridiculous… and painful for me. I keep telling myself, it shouldn’t be this much matter. 

I’ve never thought I would know you more, in the first time I saw you. At that time I was just amazed because you are a tall guy and I always like it. That's all. Well, you have a sweet warm smile. Never thought that later, that warm smile is able to burn me down. Say I’m hyperbolic, yes, you taught me well to be so! See? It works!

I’ve never thought or expected to know you further, but then when our chapter is almost done, it’s driving me crazy, cry me a river! I was thinking that I would just stay for a while here, in your country. I didn’t think about being attached to anyone, anything - anyhow. That’s why! Oh well, I guess I’m still human. As the time goes by, I realized that I was failed. I’m just naïve. I keep ensuring myself and my brain that I was still the same; the strong woman who always liked the wrong guys and then disappointing parents, so I need to be careful not to repeat the same hell. Whenever I ensured myself, I never took my heart with me because I know it was already a rebel in the very beginning. My brain told me something that my heart would disagree about. Oh well! 

I thought I would never forget my past. About letting go something that I really wanted. And then I met you last year. Now, I want to thank you for making me willing to finish my old plate. Maybe you didn’t realize it, that you made me realize that this world is really big. I won’t die just because of the stupid broken heart thing. I can feel the fresh air and breathe with freedom later. But now, “this thing” almost kill me. But since we know, almost is never enough, then here I am. Just dying. “This thing” refers to the time that we spent together so far. You may think I’m weird and ridiculous, but I count every step that you take when you walk away. Because you taught me how to live! I still remember who I was. The super overthinking Indonesian tiny girl! I don’t blame my culture just because I grew there – even if sometimes I do. You taught me how to enjoy my life as the real me. Not living the hell life of pleasing everyone. You taught me to be honest, but I don’t know how to be honest about what I feel when it comes to the feeling about you! 

For me, it’s sad to have the earlier goodbye. I will leave in two months and you will even leave first. I can’t take it! This is unfair! How can I feel sad about this? Is it because you are my every thing? I feel you are just like my annoying brother, sometimes you are just my enemy and I hate you, the other day you are the best friend I can have to do the ridiculous things, you are like father sometimes when you give me that calming eyes and comfort my crazy messy world, then you are like a cranky grandfather who being silly many times, or yeah, sometimes like a little kid. You may never know but once you step out from my world, you make me lost several  best ones I can have! I know this big planet is not even our final place. And I know that we can’t stay forever in one place. Life gets us keep moving. Goodbye is my best friend since I grew up as a big girl and moved into many places. But this one that I will have with you, really really annoys me! I hate it but I have to take it. I have nothing to do. You have your dreams and you have to make it, me either. I wish you know that you are one of the best things I can have in my life. Thank God, I met you. It’s been nice. 
:"""" 


Your ridiculous Zebra.