It’s true. I never thought it possible, but it’s true. I found my love in Gombak. Our first meeting was not good. It was when I first moved in on campus. I was soaking wet from the rain, my clothes were drenched, my tudung was unkempt(?), and I was so tired hauling all my tonne-heavy bags. Haphazard and unruly. It would be an understatement to say I was in a bad mood…I had waited for the bus for 3 hours straight. My dearest welcomed me warmly, but I had no time for such formalities. All I wanted to do was to change and unpack my belongings…I wanted to settle in. My beloved tried to cheer me up…oh, how my cherished tried! I didn’t see it though, I just couldn’t. I was in my infamous temperamental mood and so I ignored and my lovely was thus snubbed.
I didn’t see it then, but I see it now. How my darling had tried with all the might that could be mustered to make me feel welcome and at home. I see it now, and I remember it with a smile. Every time I had had a horrible day, there my love would be, opening up the arms of comfort to brighten up the rest of my mundane day. I cherish you, dearest! I thank you!
Alas, I now know what true love is. I feel it every time I am with mi amor. My burdens are taken and brushed aside, and I am surrounded with such warmth and joy and peace that I feel selfish…that I have nothing to offer to mon amour…at least, not as much as what has been given to me.
To my sayang:
It is painful to know that I shall only be with you for half a year…too painful for me to bear. It makes my heart bleed. To know that I will have to go away and leave you…must it be so? Must it?! If we have to part, then let us at least make the most of what we have now.
I take my leave now, for I believe this ode to il mio amore is enough to etch my undying love for you for evermore in time…
I shall see you again tonight, my wonderful bed by the window.
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Rest assured, the above piece was written with my sanity fully intact.
