there's this person ive been thinking about so much lately. we've been pretty close since school ended, even closer than before we left stf for good. i miss this person dearly, as they're a good friend who had been with me through thick and thin. we can finish each others' sentences and know what the other is thinking about. at times when things are too rough to comprehend, we stick by each other's side and find the solutions to problems together. we study together, and laugh together. we cry together, and know each other more than our family knows us. i cant really get by a day without thinking about this friend of mine, because it makes me think that i will never get the chance to find someone as good as they are. a friend in need is a friend indeed. :D i really hope that we're going to end up in the same alma mater, even though she still doesnt know what she's going to persue in the future. she's as clueless about all of this as i was, years ago, before i found out that my passion lies in helping people in their path to heal themselves.
and that person is you, dear hani maisurah. you're a special friend because you know me. and you understand me when i say that i cant let things go easily. you help me when im in need, even stayed patient when i just couldnt get what you were lecturing me on chemistry when you still havent covered much topics even though the exam's just a few days to go. you're my friend because you understand why i keep waiting for something that doesnt seem to work, and encourage me to stay strong all the way. and i keep thinking whether ive appreciated you enough all these years. maybe sometimes i do bad things to you, and pressure you, but i dont mean them. sometimes i throw tantrums, and cause you tremendous heartaches, but that's friendship. thanks for accepting me time and time again anyway. trust me, it's hard to find someone as forgiving as you. you're cool, sister.
dear hani, let's stay friends forever. we might go our separate ways, and we will find new friends. but i dont think i will share with them what i shared with you and emyl. i dont want to tell my secrets to them like how i used to tell them to you and emyl, because they might not understand. they might not get it why im hoping on someone that clearly doesnt notice me. they might not fathom why i cant forget it and just move on. so from this day onwards, if there's anything that happens between me and 85, dont worry. i'll pour it all out on you. all the good and the bad things. so i will keep you updated.
if the sky reminds me of 85, then the sun reminds me of you. because you keep smiling whatever the condition might be, and because you stay with me through windy, rainy, and shiny days.
love, pika.
and that person is you, dear hani maisurah. you're a special friend because you know me. and you understand me when i say that i cant let things go easily. you help me when im in need, even stayed patient when i just couldnt get what you were lecturing me on chemistry when you still havent covered much topics even though the exam's just a few days to go. you're my friend because you understand why i keep waiting for something that doesnt seem to work, and encourage me to stay strong all the way. and i keep thinking whether ive appreciated you enough all these years. maybe sometimes i do bad things to you, and pressure you, but i dont mean them. sometimes i throw tantrums, and cause you tremendous heartaches, but that's friendship. thanks for accepting me time and time again anyway. trust me, it's hard to find someone as forgiving as you. you're cool, sister.
dear hani, let's stay friends forever. we might go our separate ways, and we will find new friends. but i dont think i will share with them what i shared with you and emyl. i dont want to tell my secrets to them like how i used to tell them to you and emyl, because they might not understand. they might not get it why im hoping on someone that clearly doesnt notice me. they might not fathom why i cant forget it and just move on. so from this day onwards, if there's anything that happens between me and 85, dont worry. i'll pour it all out on you. all the good and the bad things. so i will keep you updated.
if the sky reminds me of 85, then the sun reminds me of you. because you keep smiling whatever the condition might be, and because you stay with me through windy, rainy, and shiny days.
love, pika.
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