Pretty sure you know who wrote this, and I am aware that I am a few days late, but that's okay, right? Honestly, befriending you was the best choice I have ever made in life, and I am glad we could be that type of best friends who are very santuy but when our energy emerged we could talk nonstop for HOURS. Sometimes I wonder how lucky you are to have a friend like me, yes, YOU ARE LUCKY TO HAVE A FRIEND LIKE ME, OKAY.

I am that chaotic loud best friend and you're the one who would hype me up with whatever shits that I'm doing and thank you for it omg....? 'cuz no one would do the same like you did, my honorary hypeman is you from now on. We do exchange so many banters but at the end of the day, you're also the same person who would offer me ears and shoulders if anything in life has ever been shitty to me. I hope you know that I am also here for you if anything has ever gone shitty on your ways, too.

Thank you, Edgar. Cheers to more happy days in our friendship. Please take care, always.

- W.

—Beneath the fallen leaves,

Lanita.

Aku selalu menikmati waktu kebersamaan kita selama ini! Kita bisa lovey dovey kayak pasangan mesra, bisa juga kita intim kayak suami istri ya, mas? HAHAHA. Aku suka banget, banget. Tapi bisa juga kamu tiba-tiba jadi ayah yang lagi ngurus anaknya yang kekanakan karena moodswing-nya fufufufu. Tapi Mas selalu sabar, aku sayang mas Edgar. 🤍

Kita ketemu lagi ya nanti? Masih banyak hal yang ingin aku lakuin sama mas berdua.

• S.

aku seneng banget bisa habisin waktu sama kakak..

kakak baik banget, lucu, gentle, the perfect boyfriend deh!

terima kasih ya kak, sudah buat aku merasa disayang banget..

maaf kalau aku ada salah, atau ada yang buat kakak kurang nyaman..

please be happy always kakak!

p.s. thank you untuk kakak-kakak the cinema 🤍

It’s been a while since I truly remembered what it felt like to care this deeply. I don’t know when it started, but somewhere along the line, my ability to pour love into things just… dimmed. Numb, that’s the word. I was existing, doing all the right things, checking all the right boxes, but not feeling them. Not in that way. And then, you came.

You didn’t arrive with fireworks. You didn’t force your way into my story. You just showed up, like a soft melody playing when no one expects it, like the moment in a wedding where everyone expects “here comes the bride” but something else plays instead. Something gentler. Something more honest. Something that makes people turn and feel rather than just watch. That’s what you were. You were the unexpected song.

You were the softness I’d forgotten I deserved. The steadiness I didn’t even know I was craving.

I don’t want to be dramatic or poetic just for the sake of it, but I also won’t downplay what a day with you meant to me. Because even if they were brief even if time wasn’t on our side, what I felt was real. You reminded me that warmth still exists in this world. That maybe, just maybe, there’s still something inside me worth giving. That love, real, raw, terrifyingly beautiful love might still be possible.

So, thank you. For being that reminder. For being so human with me. For making space for the quiet parts of me. No grand gestures, no loud promises, just presence. And that… that mattered more than anything.

And if life ever lets us cross paths again, I hope I’ll be braver. Softer. Still me, but more whole. I hope you’ll recognize me, the version of me that bloomed a little when you were near. The version who finally remembered how to feel.