A Heart Touching

Don't we all find it sweet being remembered?

When people remember you, y'know it's a sign that they still care about you. 

Being remembered means they make a room in their mind for us to pass by, or if we lucky enough, to stop by and stay for awhile. 

I always love to know that people (esp old friends whom I seldom meet) remember me, how they still remember some little things about me. I looooooove it whenever I get a text or a phonecall simply saying they randomly remember me when they find anything related with me... 14, deer, my fav color, my fav songs, my fav band... even things that I hate (the cause of my phobia -_-)... the way they remember me...it all touches my heart :")

Maybe you still remember my post saying I was on (uhh shud I use this word?) misery. Hmm it seemed like God wanted me to smile ehehehe... so two days ago, I got my best day. 

I met Lisa and she gave me a red box with 14 photo sheets in it. She said she should've given it to me on Monday (May 14th) but we couldn't meet up because I wasn't in Jogja that time hehehe. Selamat Ulang Bulan ke-222? I swear I didn't even know May 14th means a thing to me :")
Oya, every photo has a word written in the back:
kamu - berarti - tua - hati - hidup - ingatlah - rasa - hari - nanti - jika - istimewa - kita - slamanya - ini

Yea like what you might have guessed, those words are the puzzle of a song...

Kamu sangat berarti, istimewa di hati
Slamanya rasa ini
Jika tua nanti kita tlah hidup masing-masing
Ingatlah hari ini

She also gave me a sketch of a deer. Said she couldn't finished it, but I think it's just too good to be true; knowing she drew it for me :")

I couldn't say enough thank you to show her how blissful I was :")
We spent three hours and a half, talking like there's no tomorrow. Uuuuu how I miss spending time with you, Lisaaaa... I never ever be able to spill out all of my thoughts to anyone else like the way I talk to you & Kiki <3

A thank-you is never enough