Surat cinta untuk sahabat

For those loved ones whom I laid my heart upon, right from the start of my college ride up until we’re finally apart. I’ll keep you all safe in my mind always, I’ll hold you close to my heart. For nothing can ever do us part. Thank you for your love, thank you for all of those crazy journeys we’ve had, thank you for everything. It has been my greatest pride, it has been one hell of a ride.

Loves of my life

For those who got angry on my behalf.

I've met the loves of my life during college.

And yes, you read it right.

"Loves" as in plural form.

The ones whom I literally can't live without.

Those people whom I hold so dear,

so deep in my heart,

next to my soul.

There is not a single day has gone by

without me being thankful to God

for crossing our paths one to another.

For bringing them to me.

Every single one of them are just so

precious in their own way.

And I love them precisely and solely

because they are the way they are.

I wouldn't have it any other way.

I thank them for the vital parts

they have been in my life,

I thank them for every good and bad times

we've been through,

I thank them for sticking by my side

even when I'm at my worst

(and I tell you, I really am the worst),

I thank them for just simply being.

I thank them for their patience,

I thank them for their love.

I wish they knew that their existence itself

mean so much to me.

I wish they knew how grateful I am.

How blessed I am, and I’ll always be.

No matter what they do or do not do,

as none of those things matter to me.

I just love them, for being them.

Surat cinta untuk sahabat.

- Nanda, 2020.

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