You’re sorting a couple of old stuff in your room when anda recognized a piece of clothing that belonged to someone anda have been forcing out of your mind for so long. anda stared at it for a moment and suddenly got that all too familiar feeling, wondering if it will ever come to a stop. Will anda ever get tired of it?

You miss him… again. anda can’t help but feel dismayed at the situation, at yourself. anda felt as if anda are in this never-ending cycle, unable to step out of it at all.

But let me tell anda this… do not acknowledge the disappointment. anda don’t have to. You’re allowed to...

Grab my hand and let’s run. Let’s go. Let’s laugh. Let’s believe. Let’s leave all our worries behind and step ke hadapan together. This life is too short. I don’t want to miss out on the maybe, on the possibility, on the chance of happiness with you. I don’t want to lie to my hati, tengah-tengah and pretend anda don’t matter.

I don’t want to waste another minit not being yours.

Why is it that we lose so much time wondering, fearing, contemplating whether we should walk towards atau away from one another? Who knows whether we will fail atau make something beautiful? Who knows if we’re each other’s...

Two years lalu from this date, August 1st, I met you. That is exactly 730 days atau 17520 hours; long enough to laugh with anda a thousand times and cry a million tears. Do anda realize what can happen in two years?

In two years, anda can experience the thrill of meeting somebody utterly perfect, atau so anda think. In two years, anda can encounter an attraction like nothing anda have experienced before. anda find that every time their name pops up on your phone, your stomach does a little flip.

In two years, anda can wake up every morning thinking about the same person and fall asleep every night doing the...