to the wings i grew, for the heart i lost

a farewell letter to the most important person in my first big-girl job

dear kak fitri, the warmest sister i’ve ever had.

congratulations on continuing your next journey in life! i can never be good at describing how proud i am; yet my heart aches for you leaving away from the doorstep you usually walk in.

because i do believe that with chances always come consequences, especially when it’s about chasing dreams. to the chance i got when you became a co-worker of mine, i should be ready when it’s time for you to leave — but i’m not. it’s scary for me when i imagine myself losing a routine, coming to a room where i can see a familiar face, and now soon it will disappear. though it feels like i’m bleeding, and it still very confusing (also hard) for me, i should re-learn things to let you hop into a new journey and chase other dreams.

many great things are recorded in my core memory, and it was with you, through and through. from the street of tanah abang with tom and miguel, to the brightest sunset we ever witnessed together somewhere in bali, you were there with me. on an angry feeling in the heat of the meeting room with bos and abang-abang, and on laughter at bakso klender baru with mbak-mbak, you were also there with me. and now, i ought to be brave, but who will hold my hand dearly if i fail to confess the truth against those who are in power?

because in every hello also comes a goodbye, but i only believe in a ‘see you later’ when it comes to you. i hope the best things will reach you soon, i know you’ll greet kindness and accept nothing but a good time. thank you for being the best sister, friends to grow, and the only decent human being in a room full of mad people.

yours,

nissa.

taking a pic, just because we had matching outfits.

trying to bear the awkwardness of being the only z’s in room full of boomers T_T #challengefailed

to more redness after the painful run at GBK LOL!!

the yang to my yin❤

and the best singer.