Fast forward to 2 years later, I
managed to survive the whole 5 semesters of degree life. If there’s something I
must admit, it didn’t begin smoothly. To be completely alone in an unknown
place of same kind yet so different was suffocating, but I learnt to find my
ways there. Most importantly, I became more appreciative of my own company to
get through the highs and lows… even the random ones.
As the saying itself, trust the
process. As time goes by, I found myself fond of the strangers who then became
some of the wonderful souls I’ve met in my life. We bonded over random things
that turned our awkward glances and utterances into shared laughter and giggles.
Our silences that used to fill the room were then placed with talks of hopes
and dreams.
Of course, the cycle repeats itself;
a challenge that never stop coming by. I moved from one place to another
between those years. I met this one little kind, which honestly caught my
interest, and I quivered at how their presence affected me. I won’t say it had
affected me in a bad way, but it sure made me uneasy. After a long time of
exchanging talks and stories, we found harmony. My feeling did. We kept finding
way to each other at some point. We look at each other and realized, “This is
what we want,”. Eyes that are into each other. Lips that wouldn’t stop smiling
from ear to ear from being in each other’s presence. Fingers that always crawl back
to where it belongs, to you and only you. Regardless of the distance, I hope we
would find a way to each other through happiness.