"Home"

Okay so I'll give you a heads up first about what I might be telling in this post: it's about love. Ugh. Yeah I know, I also have the urge to puke but it is what it is. So prepare a plastic bag just in case later you puke or something.

Okay. I start now.

You know there's a term that sounds like this,

 "No matter how far you've been wander, you'll always end up going back home."

or something like that? Well, this home could be a literal home or a person. But I want to talk about home as in person.

It sounds cheesy and sooooo cliche, like it just comes straight out of a romance novel. But it's real. It is so damn real. Oh my God, I can't believe I said this, but yeah, it's real. I didn't believe it at first, but now I do. Ugh, I hope I will not turning into some hopeless romantic person.

So I have this friend, a close friend of mine since college and she was always with the same guy for 5 years or so if I'm not mistaken. And they've been through a lot. I know, not because I'm miss know-it-all, but because she told me. They broke up many times. She had another boyfriend when they broke up, but they always ended up getting back together. It's totally the opposite of Tayswift song, "We are never getting back together".

Until one day, they broke up again. I thought they won't, but they did. She got a second thought about her boyfriend, she's not so sure that the boat they're rowing will lead into a harbour. So they stopped. Said goodbye and walked in a different way. And she had another person to fill the hole that her boyfriend left. Also did her boyfriend. For a moment, it seems like that was the end. They were happy with whoever they're with. As a good friend, I'm also happy for her although I don't really support her with this person because I have my own reason why. Until the time when she wasn't happy anymore.

With this new boyfriend she had, all the problems that are exist seems to come knocking at her door all at once. She couldn't cope with whatever problems she was having with her new boyfriend. So as I secretly hope she will break up with him someday (I'm so sorry, I'm not as a good friend as I thought I am), she did.

ALHAMDULILLAH.

That was literally what I said when she told us that she already broke up with her new boyfriend.

And then universe seems liking the idea of she and and her long-time boyfriend bump into each other again. They did. I don't know exactly what happened, like how? But universe has a myterious way to stir things up. Guess what? They're getting back together, and earlier this morning she told us that they're planning to get married.

ALHAMDULILLAH.

I was so happy to hear that. And because what happened to her, I am now starting to believe that love is real. It's not like I don't believe that it is real, but I had like a shakey faith. Like, at some point I do believe, and the other times I don't. But mostly I don't. Now I do, especially the line that I said earlier above. I don't know to whom I'll bump into, maybe at this point I'm still wandering, who knows? But I pray that when the right time comes, I will finally be able to say,

"I'm home."