To my former roommate,

It is indeed a different feeling to come home alone, carrying my bag on my own, opening the door without you behind it. Here, where our love grew, here where we became one and here where our souls met. As I was walking through the home, I could feel you walking beside me.

Watching out from the balcony, I remember how we stood there when we felt suffocated with. As I look down, the memories of our walks feel so refreshing.

You are the first person that enters my mind on the days that I have good news and bad news. You are the only one who can understand me even when words seem to abandon my lips, even when I want to keep everything to myself, even when I refuse to open up to anyone. You are always there, patiently waiting, perpetually encouraging me to become myself again, and do the things that I love.

And I wonder how you’ve grown from a virtual stranger to the person I can’t live without.

I am quite clear about the point at which I started to slowly fall in love with the way you walk, the way you talk, the way you smile, the way you look at me as if I’m always entertaining you. I wonder how our relationship has shaped me to become the best person for myself, for others, for the world.

Loving you is so easy that I lost track of why, suddenly, you seem to be the only air I can breathe. And without you, I am lifeless.

Without you, I’m unable to find my purpose in this world. Without you, my heart is blanketed with confusion, and my mind is dizzy with self-doubt. You are the only one I can talk to for hours, and I will still not get bored.

I don’t ask for a bright future as together we will create one for us. Just always remember to have faith in yourself and most important that I am there right next to you. Just close your eyes, say that you love me and feel the power within you.

From, (They/them)