I write this with a heart full of thanks,
For the chaos and light you brought into my days.
I liked you from the moment you stepped into my class —
loud, impossible, unforgettable.
You said you couldn’t speak Indonesian,
Yet never once came to my tutorials.
Still, somehow, we found each other.
Spoke.
Laughed.
Traveled the same path —
but only for a while.
There’s just one thing I could never do:
win your heart.
You don’t know how far I went
just to feel closer to your world.
I booked that German test on a whim —
no money, just hope.
I even lied to my family,
ashamed of how much you mattered.
But fate was kind.
I passed.
I found a way to chase that distant dream,
though your embassy stood like a wall
I couldn’t climb.
Long before you came,
Europe was already calling.
But when I fell for you,
the call turned into a fire.
Now, I’ve made it.
I’m going.
Thank you —
not for loving me,
but for being the spark.
I hope I can finally move on.
You were my reason —
and now I need a new one.
Be well.
See you at the top.
-- NW
