Goodbye, my love—it’s time to part ways. The journey of zeal and zest, the one that we walked together, now comes to an end. As I leave, I leave you with my blessings—maturity, faith, and strength that will remain with you always.
The moment we met shone so brightly, full of effulgence. I held your hand, feeling your innocence in that touch. The rage, the passion we shared, it was limitless—just like the days of failure and the nights soaked in tears. Yet, in all of it, I felt you, like a river lost in the sea, dwelling within you, sorrow and joy intertwined. And in the nights you mourned, I promised you a new dawn.
I made you “daddy’s girl,” “mom’s angel,” the narrator of our love story, a poet at heart. You became so much more than you were—strong, determined, even a reincarnation of the devil when necessary. Now, everyone praises you as “the headstrong girl.”
Through summer and winter, spring and autumn, you’ve emerged anew each day, just like the seasons. We danced in the monsoon, carefree, promising to face every challenge under the light of the full moon.
But now, it’s time for us to part. Six years together, full of memories, prayers, and moments of joy, all leading to this farewell. Cherish these years, the beautiful blend of adolescence and adulthood. “Goodbye for good,” as the teenage years of your life come to a close.