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[fromme2025]

The End

It doesn’t feel like it’s already been two months since that day in Jogja. Now when I think about it, I smile. I’ve learned to let go — but honestly, you still have a place in my heart. Even when I try to move on, the memories... they keep looping in my head. The sweet ones that made us laugh, and the painful ones that made us cry. Maybe our time together really has run out.

I hope you’re happy now, with the one you're with. The way I love you now is just through prayers and quiet hopes. Your name still shows up in every prayer, and yeah… it’s kind of funny. I hope God listens.

That little savings I kept since the beginning of our relationship? I think I’ll use it for a solo trip this June or July. Just to heal. As for the promise ring... I’ll keep it. Maybe one day, if I find someone again. I don’t know when, but weirdly… I still wish it could be you. Haha, I know, I should stop wishing, right?

Vir, maybe now we’re just strangers — like we were before we met at FIFGROUP. But no matter what, you were once my person. And I’ll always be proud that I loved and cared for you that deeply.

Truth is, I miss you — every day. You knew that, right? Hahaha. But I know we can’t force things anymore. I can’t chase you either. I’ve made peace with what happened between us, and I’ll never blame you for using Bumble back then while we were still together. I get it now. It was probably because of me. I’d even defend you if anyone ever blamed you for it. You were kind, charming, and you loved me deeply. I’m sorry for who I was back then.

Thank you for making me realize how stubborn I was, how careless I could be with people I loved. I’m not the same hepiw tiputiw you knew. I’ve grown up — for real. Our story taught me so much, especially how to treat someone I love better.

There’s this voice inside me that always screams: 'I don’t ever wanna lose someone I truly love again because of my own flaws.' That’s why... I think I’ll stay single for a while.

Vir, if someday you’re far away and someone hurts you, it’s okay to reach out. I still miss hearing your stories — about your friends, your parents, De Ama, the silly FIFGROUP gossip. There’s so much I wanna tell you too. Especially about that UGM drama... I can already hear us roasting it together. But I know, that’s something we can’t do anymore.

Vir... I still pray to Allah to bring us back together, because I really want to try again — for real this time. I’d give you everything I have just to see you happy. But if God doesn’t give us that chance again, and you end up with someone else... I’ll still pray that person is me. Kidding! (Not really, haha). But seriously, I always pray that wherever you are, whoever you’re with — you’re smiling.

I miss your big goofy smile, the one that shows your little tooth spot. And yeah... I know you’re getting prettier every day. You finally found the style that fits you perfectly. Since we broke up, I’ve been focusing on myself too. I’ve lost quite a bit of weight — even more than when we first met in Jogja and Kediri, believe it or not.

I randomly found one of our old iMessage chats the other day. Funny how we used to be, right?

Maybe this is the last thing I’ll ever write for you.

I hope this message lasts forever. Maybe someday in the future, one of us will find it again.

Epiw and Piwa, signing off. FromMe2025

A photo that holds a piece of my heart — from the day we wandered through the museum, just the two of us jaga diri ya, sehat selalu kamu jangan stress teruss senyum terus yaa karena senyum kamu adalah ciri khas nya kamu thank you for everything alviraaa

[fromme2025]

6 Degress of Separation

Days have passed, and yeah... the first few days were hella tough for me. But after 10 days, I finally let go — for real this time. I’m genuinely thankful for the people around me who kept showing love and support during my "6 degrees of separation" phase.

Yup, I’ve come to peace with my past relationship with her. I pray for her happiness every single day. No matter what, Alvira deserves to be happy — in her own way, with her own choices.

Now it’s my turn to move forward and find joy in my own way.

I’ve been through the phase of crying over all the regrets — and sometimes I still wonder, like, “Damn, how could I treat someone I loved like that?” But hey… it is what it is. That chapter’s closed. Our story is done. We’re both on our separate paths now. My Last message to you Comeback Anytime, Even After Years I will be waiting for you, With me same feeling, no matter painful it is

Wishing you nothing but happiness, Vir. Hope life treats you real good. 💫

[fromme2025]

For Alvira Rizki Wulandari The beautiful woman I held close to my heart, all the way until now

Thank you for walking with me through this messy, imperfect journey. I know I’ve let you down, especially with how careless and distant I was at times. But deep down, I need you to know—I loved you so much. I would've given anything just to be with you again. But I guess that chapter’s closed, yeah? You’ve found someone else who makes you happy… someone better than me. And honestly, hearing that makes me smile—because someone as beautiful and kind as you deserves nothing less than happiness.

I miss what we had. I miss your smile. I miss the conversations we used to have the kind that made everything feel okay, back when we hadn't drifted apart. I miss all the little things about you, and everything we were ,when we were still ‘us’.

I’m sorry I couldn’t be the person you needed… the guy who could always say yes to your wishes or show up when it mattered. I live with that regret now, Vir.

I still remember our first date at the mall in Jogja—we met right in front of Informa, lol. You showed up with that bright smile, wearing a cute vintage floral dress and your pink Converse. I was lowkey stunned, like, wait… she's mine? You looked so damn beautiful. We watched a movie that day, and I randomly kissed your forehead without even thinking. That moment stuck with me. I totally love-bombed you from the jump. And I remember thinking, this is it—I want her to be mine.

The next day turned out to be your birthday, and I was clueless. I panicked, thinking maybe loving you could be the best gift I had to offer. At 00:10, I said “I love you. Will you be my girlfriend?” LMAO—cringe as hell, but you said “yes, I will.” My heart was racing.

Later on, I heard from your friend that you were really disappointed in me. Especially because I never came to meet your parents. You’re right—that one’s on me.

I had been thinking about everything since May — that was when I started to take things seriously with you. I even imagined what it would be like to marry you. My parents already knew about you, and so did my older brother and sister, even though they never got the chance to meet you because of the distance.

That’s why I promised you I’d come to Jogja after Eid. Back then, my plan was to live together — just like you wanted. I truly thought I’d stay in Jogja with you and spend the next few months just being together. And honestly, that thought made me really happy. I had already started thinking about what I’d do with my life after that.

I knew you’d go back to Bandung for the long weekend in May, and I really wanted to go there with you to meet your family. I’ve always wanted to meet your mom and dad, and especially your little sister, De Ama. I was sure it would be such a fun and special moment.

And in July, I was planning to give you a promise ring — a sign that I truly wanted to build a life with you.

But maybe fate had a different plan. Maybe we weren’t meant to make it, even though everything I pictured felt so beautiful. It ended in a way I never wanted — not peacefully, not how I hoped. I’m disappointed, but maybe this is just how God wrote our story, Vir. But yeah… all of that came too late. Nothing lined up like I’d hoped.

And about the time your sister graduated in February—I get it. That situation hurt. I asked you to hang out, but you were with friends. I figured you needed space to have fun, so I booked a travel ticket to clear my head. But then you suddenly wanted to meet, and I wasn’t feeling well—super dizzy. I canceled my travel, tried to see you again, but I guess by then your mood had already shifted. You chose to hang with your friends again, and I get that now. I’m sorry for that whole mess.

Still, I thank God for bringing you into my life. You walked in when everything felt dark—and you were the light. Maybe God didn’t mean for us to last forever. Maybe we were just meant to share a story, teach each other something we’d carry for life. People always say “regret comes after,” and man, they’re right. That regret follows me every single day. I don’t know when it’ll stop, but I’m trying to deal with it.

I’m sorry for the way I made you feel—especially in those last few months. I don’t even know why I acted that way. It’s like my heart loved you so deeply, but my actions didn’t match. I hate myself for that. I really do.

Now, you’ve found someone new. I’m not mad. I won’t ever say you cheated—because honestly, I deserved the pain. If anyone should take the blame, it’s me. So go ahead, criticize me all you want… but please, don’t let anyone criticize you. Ever.

Every day, I still pray. If there's even the smallest chance for us to cross paths again, I’d give everything to make it right. I swear I’d treat you like the queen you are. But if that chance is gone… I’ll just keep praying that you’re happy—truly, deeply happy—with whoever you choose. February 12 is a day that will stay with me forever

Thank you for everything. Vir, I love you so much. Thank you, dear forgive me for our journey

from Me 2025