A Letter to You.

Hi.
Well, I guess I'm not the one that capable of saying something nice about greetings.
So... hi.

Still remember me? Do you?
Or maybe you have forgotten me?
Me? What about me?
I don't forget about you. I still remember you.
I remember you like a girl remember her first teddy bear that she got at her 6th birthday.
I mean... Umm...
You are not forgotten. Would that make you feel relieved?

Let me refresh those little things that we used to have, in case you really don't remember anything about me.

I was the one who always hold your hand when I need a guidance.
I was there and I could feel the warmth started to wrapped my fingers.
You said, "Everything will be okay, don't worry. I got this."
Then I gave you my quirky smile but I do believe in you. Really.
I believed with all of my faith that I've had.
Well, I couldn't count on how much faith that I had that time but trust me,
It was a lot, abundance.

I was the one that walking on by a thin thread, really thin.
So thin that maybe if I was stupid enough to slip my steps, I guess I would fall down.
The worst part of being falling is not about the wounds that would bleed,
but knowing if there is no someone that would catch you.
But you were there. I swear I know that it was you.
You caught me then you raised me up.
I feel better than ever, I feel new.
Thanks? Right, thanks.

I was also the one that always look up to you.
Because I thought that you are my role model.
You did great things, you were amazing and maybe you still are.
I still have no doubt on you.
I care about you a lot and I know that nothing is impossible in your hands.
You were just like my very best friend.
Always there and always will be, that's what I thought about you.

But...
Like any friendship that exist, sometimes we got problems then we separated.
Yeah, being separated.
Not that I think that I could live without you nor betraying you,
I just want to...
have the time of my own.
I am trying to recollect every little tiny pieces that I've had slammed through the door.
Remind me if I do forget, but maybe...
In those small pieces I could find my faith flake that has been broken.
Then maybe... Maybe?
Well I hope I could go back to where I belong.

I'm scared, you know?
Being alone in this big damn world, I feel just like those tiny pieces.
I feel that I'm nothing. I feel lost.
I miss those old feelings when I'm with you.
We were stronger and we were better, much better.
We're standing together against the world like they are nothing compare to us.
We were the dynamic duo, yin and yang.
I need you like a junkie needs his drugs.
Huh, I'm not that romantic enough to make any appropriate and nice analogy, am I?

Last words.
I need you... to find me...
Cause I'm too blind to see the light and my ears are not on their best to hear your voice.
Would you?
Well, maybe if you do yourself a favor first by remembering me. If you could.
If you don't...
I would be sad.
Yeah, so sad.