It's almost 11 months since that fateful day when we first talked to each other. Masa tu I was left nothing but with a piece of shocked broken heart, with tears running down every night thinking and wondering how could life be so cruel.

Every 25th in every passing month, and around this time of the day too, I will still remember the event correctly. Not because of how my heart have been ripped out (no thank him, but I thank Allah SWT for showing his true color before it's too late), but because it's the day that I found myself and knowing myself better.

Lepas tu, I was busy with Tari Kirana, in between, I recovered.

Ceh ayat, macam senang.

Because by time, bounds will be healed. I haven't gave too much thought and time on it, and thank Allah, I am finally okey. Saya malas sebenarnya nak elaborate proses recovery tu, and I rasa my readers are all bijaksana, cantik macho, ikhlas lagi memahami so I don't have to explain more :P

So here's for him.

Thank you for accepting me for who I am. Thank you for putting up with my ridiculous ideas and spontaneous decisions. Thank you for always being there for me even though I can be very childish and unreasonable at times. Thank you for being so patient in every fights. Thank you for deciding to spend your life with me from December onwards. I can’t thank you enough for entering my life. Thank you.

You made me laugh and cry, so blissfully happy until this very date.

Happy 11 monthsary in advance dear. Get well soon.