It’s a letter to you, a ray of sunset in a form of a man.
You.
You who were a stranger, coming from totally different backgrounds. You who then happened to be one who know me so well, one who I shared so much memories with.
You with your sharp, yet soothing eyes. Your both admirable tough and soft sides. You and the way you think, the way you write, and the way you talk.
Just you and how you unveiled this ridiculously poetic and cheesy-unknown side of mine I never knew I have.
It has been more than a year since the first time we met. I was not ready to love deeply, for I knew love will hurt eventually. But you came unnoticeably. You sneaked in to my agony, didn’t try to fix me, but somehow brought off the light in me.
And it’s exactly a year since the day you bravely decided to pull off the brake, to keep our distance for good sake.
Little did I know, you always be my sun. Lighting my whole sky in the most quite way. And I was late to understand that I’ve wasted so much time being miserably denied the love that always been there.
But how can I deny it longer when my eyes always look for you in the crowd and your voice in my head is ringing loud. When I can’t experience anything without wishing you were there to try and see it too. When your absence bothers me and your presence brings joy to me. And how I wish the time to slow down whenever you are around.
Those feeling’s terrified me. It scares me to think that we may not meant to be. Sure enough it will left scars on me. But I don’t want to waste my time no more. I’ll deal it with prayer for the future is not something both you and I can handle.
It’s a letter to you.
You who have helped me adjust my lenses to see the world in a way I have never imagined. Introduced me to new perspectives and ideas I never knew existed. Empowered me to face the fears I didn’t even realize I was afraid of confronting. To you who are always be my something.
I pray for your earthy eyes to always spark with excitement whenever you talk about something you like. And those same eyes to always radiate serenity whenever you try to understand.
I pray for your unwavering strength as you navigating life, facing each step with resilience. And for you to always remember that Allah will always be with you.
Above all, I pray for your eternal happiness in this life and the life after.
That’s all I can do. Sending you prayer while watching you grow from afar. Wishing one day the word “us” is no longer something’s so bizarre.
And if finally the end is not as I expected to be, please know how happy and grateful I am to know you, to love you, to pray the best for you — always, in all ways.
Thank you for being my orange.
— R
