I miss her

23rd december - Birthday of my dearest nahra yasmin.

HAHA THE PIC OF US WHEN WE WERE FORM 4!

our face so mentah, cheh not mature yet :P Happy birthday my dearest! Im glad youve finally turned 17, but most of all, im glad your mother gave birth to such a wonderful person. A person with a big heart. A person I know I can always count on. We've had our bad moments, we've been dissapointed with each other. We've had our silent treatment moments too. That I can't deny. We've lashed out on each other pretty often. But when we've fallen, knocked down by life. And we can't find the strength to stand up again. We always find each other again. You had my shoulder to lean on and I had yours. I had your attention and you had mine. We had each others back. I feel like crying. I miss you.

I can't believe we're not classmates anymore, i can't believe i won't get to see yr blur face in the morning everytime there's school. I don't wanna sound corny. I don't wanna sound emo. But i think i alrdy did tht. I don't cry over petty things. But i cry over the strongest bond of friendship tht we had.

I mean, come on, nahra, u've just turned 17. Time is moving so fast. It seems like we were just in high school yesterday. And now look at us, talking to each other on the internet.

I miss the fact tht everytime i turn to you, you drop yr pencils and pens and just fully listen to me. Everytime i felt like crying, u always know wht to say or wht to do. I never questioned or doubted you in making me feel better. You always knew how to make me feel okay. And now it's not in high school yet, i can't annoy you anymore.

I miss your random unreasonable statements tht makes me pissed off with you. I miss you stealing my stationeries when i dont see it. I miss you pulling my plate at the canteen table everytime my eyes escaped from the plate. I miss you just lining up with me and act all deaf bcause yr blur. I miss my TED. i miss bullying you, i miss you telling me tht u suck in cooking and tht u burn things. I MISS YOU. And a few minutes ago, when you said goodbye to our conversation. Saying tht u miss me. I felt it. It hit me. Real hard. AND WITH THE NOT HELPING CHRISTINA PERRI EMO SONG, i cried reading it. Realizing tht i miss you too.

I hope you will always be my best friend. As childish as tht sounds, I promise you, you will always be someone tht I care about. We might grow apart, but you'll always be tht permanent memory in my mind.