kalau takdir.

I've always known. With everyone, 

I've known from the beginning. 

It was never what if, it's always been-

ready or not it will come. So it comes.

The last time, it went, with the strong belief of how it's meant to be, it came again. This time boggled with two potential endings, it's a "maybe one day" or a "this time for good".

And so it goes.

For now, like the last time.

Like the only, like the first.

Or the last.

You'd be lucky enough to encounter the kind of people who sees all your flaws, looks past your mistakes, and accept all the crooked, broken parts of who you've become. Someone who finds you worth their time, effort, or care. They're going to find the beauty in you and see the good, because that's what matters; the person you are now, to them.

If you're lucky enough, these kind of people, walks into your life to remain there. They exist to stay as a part of your life, not just a lesson, or a phase, but sometimes that's all they're ought to be. So you let go. You let them all go.

-riri-