letter to my treasured godsent

who would've thought,

the new girl, 

the one that everyone kinda bitched about,

would've been the person i'd take a bullet for with no hesitation years later.

life has been throwing you all kinds of storms and stones,

but through it all, 

you still managed to shine,

to grow,

to learn,

to love,

to accept,

and to still be here.

you are the potrayal of the girl that they talked about in songs,

the one that rarely felt the purest version of love,

but still showered everyone with it.

the one that provide warmth without thinking twice,

yet she's shivering cold.

the one that would cry for a stranger,

but numb to her agony.

sara,

years ago, you have so much love and fond in your soul that sometimes you missed out to leave some for yourself. 

but seeing where you are now, that would walk away once she detects an inch of mistreatment, is not afraid to stand up for yourself, and learnt that love should be shown by itself not as a disguise of excitement, abuse, and manipulation,

made me teary everytime. because above of it all you shine sara, that's what you do.

you don't even realise that you do. 

my dreamiest sara,

happy 20th birthday. glad that you are here, celebrating it with me.

here's to entering your twenties and surviving it.