Dear Nadia

Dear Nadia,

I would like to present this post for your birthday, xoxo.

On your special day, I really wish for your health, never ending wealth, your caring and adorable soul, your patience, your inside and outside beauty, your endless charm and grace, your wildest thoughts, your beast mind, your fearless energy, your fierce words, and for your happiness.

Please stay the same.

Always be the Nadia that I know, forever. (Well, you could change for the better version of you, of course. But don't loose yourself for someone's sake, okay?)

Always be the stylish girl in boots that I adore. Wear anything that suits you well! Red coat, black stockings, dark green blazer, golden rings, braided hair, who cares?! To me, you're always beautiful inside and outside.

Knowing you is still a precious thing to me, I'd never imagined that now I can chat you whenever I wanted to. Once we were stranger... I've thought that you were kind of arrogant girl, but now I know that was wrong.

Though, you are quite sometimes, I could feel your caring and loving. The way you treat your inner circle, the way you embrace us, I would like to say thank you for cheering me up when I was down.

To the person who told me that I am matters and loved, I want to remind you that sometimes you need to rely on people, because world is a mean-cruel-shit place to be faced alone. I want you to trust me, because I could give you a hand to hold on, a warm embrace, and a shoulder to cry on. Trust issue, confidence, anxiety, are things that we must defeat, lol.

You have me on your side, remember that. I am glad that I have you here in the college, and I can not accept about your moving (imagining your absence while you're away in the other island bother me, a lot). I know we rarely meet at college, but your presence is my other source of strenght. I really want us to be bestfriend, Nadia. What shall I do if my introvert twin is moving away?

I am not the good type of friend, I am sorry if I did something horrible to you, Nadia. I am sorry if maybe you're feeling get left behind, or forgotten... I'd never meant to.

Once again...

Happy birthday my dear, Nadia!

See you when I see you. (Padahal bentar lagi ketemu)

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