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Winter etched to my soul, the cold breeze upon your palm still linger beneath the crook of my heart, I hold it all my life.

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Happy birthday, my Judith, my beloved, my sweetheart, my baby, my moitié. Even between those endearing kind of nicknames, I still like the idea of refering you as “kesayanganku” though. I don’t wish you to live longer because none in this universe might stays forever, only I wish for you to experience the best things, I don’t want to wish you a “you deserve the whole world” since the world is cruel enough to face on—and should a precious soul like you either feel warm and loved, less tears to shed on, a palm in which you swept your sweat off. In this new age, you will have to face a lot of things and problem, I’d like to send my condolences to you, know that it shows how you’re one step closer to grow from time to time and collect those pieces of being a fully human. You feel, you think, you speak, everything that makes you human until this day. There will always be a day where you think you’re not able to handle but now you’ve passed it, I think you’re just as cool as my first sight, it remain the same. You’re still the Judith I once knew since late 2022. If the ‘second meeting theory’ usually perceived as a fool, then I’m a fool, because I think that the universe are good enough to have this big faith between us.

I’m glad you exist, I’m glad I exist, I’m glad both of us exist. I never want to utter an “I’d die for you” since it sounds way too terrifying. Instead of that—I want to; eat well, rest well, drink enough for you, Judith. You always have your charm to amaze me and something I’d never able to forget. I cherish every bit of our time we spent, I cherish our important slash mundane conversation, I cherish everything you’ve gave to me, I cherish the “you” inside of yourself.

I’m never a religious person, but; every bite of your good meals, the moon and stars wrapped around your deep slumbers, the good hot showers in a cold weather, a good perfume you use, the book that’s displayed at your shelf—are my whispered prayers. If there’s truly a God, in every fiber being of existence Creator, I think He made me to love you wholeheartedly.

I love you, even at your worst too. <3

jul 17 2024 ∞
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