one of my best friends is Arol. in fact he is one of my very very best friend. in fact he is my best friend. cares about me like a brother. be the shoulder for me to cry on. peti keluh-kesah.   pencatat diari. encik angkat gambar. peminat nombor satu Marijuana, as far as i know. brightest friend among friends. filial son to his mother. sweetest lover to Lydia. Radit dan Jani? no. aku pilih Arol dan Lydia.


that dark time when i was at my deepest fall, he lent his hand on his attempt of lifting me up. though he failed, he still did his best in lending his ears. he listened to my cries. and not everyone would survived such thing for almost an hour, on the phone. and most people would cut connection afterwards. but Arol didn't. and i really wonder why would that guy hated Arol so much, when Arol is so nice towards everyone?


Rol, if you read this, i want you to know that you mean a lot. thank you for always stands beside me. and it is such a shame when you almost never shared anything with me, as if i never were there for you, like how you did to me. Lydia is very lucky to have you. and i am very lucky to know you too. keep walking, because i always have your back.


1 comment:

Anonymous said...

Dia masih peminat nombor satu Marijuana. And it will be always. InsyAllah.