Suddenly I lose my words.
But I will try.
If you only know that you’re my loveliest best friend. You’re so special for me.
You’re silliest and funniest of my partner in crime.
We have something that connected us secretly.
I still remeber that day, when I thought you’re special.
For the first time, you called me (from my behind), pointed my book and asked me ‘hey is that Mew?’ and I answer ‘yes’ and in my heart I was continually speaking to my self ‘how did he know this creepy band?’ as I knew in that year it was hard for me to found someone else in my age who also knew Mew.
Since that time I had desire to talk to you more and more. But I found you, you are shiest guy I’ve ever met. And with the me that not friendly, it was hard to me to made some conversation, or even chit-chat.
But as the earth turned naturally, somehow we become friends. And to me it’s a gift.
We sometimes spent time together. Not much but enough. We spent our midnight together via chat, we talked about life, music and some shits. We laughed, we complained, we felt lonely together by sharing our shogaze music.
Oh that time. That time when I felt my back hurted because I sat too long in front of my computer, but I won’t ended it up until you said, ‘we have to sleep, see you later’.
Haha silly me silly you.
And I remember that time when we had an event to attended, you know your friend wanted to date me, but not only him, I saw your happy smile in your eyes when we met. Maybe you just surprised that I wore longskirt.
That time when you said “ciyeee” because someone else was touching my head and hair, and I didn’t like that touch, also you were not really meant the ‘ciye’.
That time in other time, you were trying to protected me in some music show, but then some other friend reached you and said(with whine) ‘ih…you must be here, not there’ and you just saw me and I saw you, knowing you cared and worried about me was enough for me that time. Some girl needed you more than me that time.
That night when you told me about your secret. You told that story calmly under the bright night sky and cold Bandung’s temperature while you were riding the motorcycle and I was behind you and didn’t touch you at all. I was surprised about your story. I was sad. But I was happy knowing you believe me that deep.
Those another nights when we always made a bad jokes, silly jokes, and acted like we were intellectuals.
Those nights when we drank our beers. Those nights when you smoked your cigarettes too much, and I just could sat beside you and acted like ‘don’t worry, I’m not alergic with smoke. I could deal with it. I’m passive smoker’.
Uhhhh…. How I miss those moments and most important how I miss the you there.
In fact we could live by not having each other. We just some bestfriends in some times.
And I really really appreciate it. Now I don’t demand you to explain something anymore. It’s alright. We already had such a goodtime, and that’s more than enough.
God bless and good bye,pal.
You know you’re the best.