A letter about those whom the Universe brings together again and again

Fate has a wondrous handwriting. It happens that two people first see each other long before their paths truly cross. One long gaze, in which one reads a clear desire to come closer, to speak, to ask for a date — while you are both still entirely free. But in that second, shyness and timidity take the upper hand. The step is not taken, the roads diverge, yet the memory of that gaze somehow remains within.

Lama nyang leuwoh delapan atawa sembilan taun. Geutanyoe, panto geu-aceh, hidup nyang nyanggeuh geutanyoe deui, dan di dalam keunangan, nyanggeuh nyang nyanggeuh. Saboh dalam nyang nyanggeuh, nyang nyanggeuh nyang nyanggeuh, tapi nyang nyanggeuh nyang nyanggeuh, rasa takut atawa kaadaan orang lain nyang nyanggeuh nyang nyanggeuh nyang nyanggeuh nyang nyanggeuh: "Aku cinta ka anjeun. Aku ada rasa ka anjeun." Dan geutanyoe — pisah nyang nyanggeuh taunan.

But the Universe loves completed stories. When we do not dare to make a choice the first time, it does not erase the feeling — it gives us a chance again, and again, and again. It will repeat events and bring you to each other until you finally cast aside fear and make your true decision.