When letting go is the only choice

To you, I could only re-read that last letter you sent to me.

To you, you’re the strongest man I’ve ever known.

To you, you’ve been the strongest woman in my life.

To you, it was the one hug you were yearning for. But for me, it was closure.

To you, I thank you for welcoming me with open arms.

To you, for being there time and time again.

I love you, most of all.

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I have got to learn that letting go is the only choice I have now. It has sunk into me that I will be leaving fast internet, ease of public transport, but of course, mainly friends and loves I have here in Singapore.

But then, it’s not like I’m leaving Singapore forever, never to return. I’m just going to be across the border. I’ll return in two months’ for Syawal, definitely. I will miss you indefinitely. Seriously, who will miss me? Aku tak penting per.

Life has taken a turn. It’s my stop next. So be well, my friends & lovelies. Wish me well for I’m seeking rezeki di negeri orang (fortune in other people’s country). Til we meet again.