Nabiilah Tjandra

But the joy feels hollow without you my darling, I looked around and saw smiling faces, but yours was nowhere to be found. I miss your voice, your steady hand, and on how you would say “I am proud of you”. But life demanded us to walk in a separate place. I know you miss me too. But love, I know, is more than near. For love’s not measured by the miles. Makassar, 19 July 2024. 22.15 WITA I miss you.

Let me be the one that carry the love I don’t know that loving you is extremely hard. Loving you is like holding the ocean, its depth unknown, each wave crashes against my heart,   and leaving, in search of sense. I try to understand,   the parts you hide and the scars you bear. But love is heavy, a burden more than I can share. I chase the sun; I face the storm. My heart is tired, and sometimes my soul is worn. But still, I try. To love you whole, to love you true. For in here, I find a spark,   Though loving you may break my soul,   I'll carry on, I'll mend. For in here, I find a journey with no end. -nn