The day I always feared has finally come. October 23, 2024 – February 23, 2025. I finally got to see her again. But this time, it was different. This was the day I dreaded the most—my biggest heartbreak.
All I ever asked was for her to consider this relationship, to accept the differences between us. But she said, "I cannot." And that was final. We both cried. We both lost.
I wish I could have done all the things I promised her—the things she asked for so many times. The flowers, bowling, gifts... the tumbler, the shoes... and the vacation. I never wanted this to end. All I asked was for her to be with me, despite our differences in faith. But she was right. It’s not realistic. Having a partner with a different religion is hard. The future is uncertain. Yet, deep down, I’m still hoping... hoping that somehow, I can be with her again.
"Safira Dara Jasmine Andrianto"
A name I will never forget.
My first love. The one I love but cannot have. She taught me so many good things. The only person who never hurt me. She’s so perfect—her soul so beautiful—that no one could ever compare.
And so, today marks the day I will be alone again. No one but myself, my dreams, and my goals. I guess this is how it was meant to be. Be strong, Van. If she’s meant for you, you will find her again.
I want to visit her one day, without her knowing. Just to see her again.
I'll miss this alley. This is the place where I said "I'll turn the world upside down" and this is also the place where you said "hati-hati ya van"
I'm crying when I write this. Thank you for the good memory Dara...
You are still the love of my life.
When I walked her home earlier... My heart is aching. I looked back several times just to make sure if she's looking back. But she didn't. That's when i know It's over. It's over.
Thank you for all the prayers... Allah is with you. I love you.