04/08/1999 - 04/08/2025

As I stumbled to my journey, I sighed.

The memories then came flooding in — softly and loudly.

The memories of who I am.
The people who stayed.
The people who left.

Those filled with joy still make me smile, even today—no matter what has changed.

Those filled with pain still haunt me sometimes, vividly—no matter what has changed.

The struggles I've outgrown still make me proud of who I am, even now—no matter how much the current struggles have multiplied.

The glory and the failure.
The warmth and the ache. 
The kindness and the cruelty.

From me. To me. Through me.
From them. By them. Despite them.

What I gave. What I took.
What they left. What I held.

I cherish them all: The storms and the calm. The rage and the release. The echo and the hush.

The loops that repeat — The chains I’ve stopped resisting. 
I cherish them all — I embrace them. I accept them. I forgive them.

I let go.
I surrender.
I love.


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