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  • 23rd January
    2015
  • 23
To:
Munkhtsetseg Davaanyam
Hey dear crazy woman..
I am typing this letter from my dorm at 1 o'clock in the morning. I miss you badly. A friend that suddenly change to one of the best I ever have when you knocked on my door with your giant finger...

To:
Munkhtsetseg Davaanyam

Hey dear crazy woman..

I am typing this letter from my dorm at 1 o'clock in the morning. I miss you badly. A friend that suddenly change to one of the best I ever have when you knocked on my door with your giant finger which not only wake my ear up but also the entire dormitory, most often, haha.

How’s Mongolia and your winter holiday so far? I hope everything around bring happiness to your life. When I remember winter holiday, I remember how the friendship started. Thank you for those sweet stuff from Thailand you brought to my room that day, anyway.

I love spent time with you so much, as much as I love spending time with, Insha Allah, my future husband. Haha. Hey! I am getting marry. Uhm. Not knowing when exactly, but soon I hope. And you gotta promise me that no matter how busy you are, you will make your trip to Ambon, Indonesia!

I am lonely, honestly. I have noone like you here. I mean, as mean as you and as lovely as you. Noone criticize me the way you do. You do realize how harsh your words sometimes right? But I love your honesty and harsh words. Because it is so much better than saying all the nice words but it’s not coming from the heart. I know exactly, when you say something bad, you expect good things for me. And for your sincerity and honesty, I thank you.

Noone I can take to lanzhou lamian in the middle of the night to eat some lamb and Xinjiang’s bread. Noone. I mean, all those crazy stuff I usually did with you, I cannot repeat it with anyone else. Cause it doesn’t feel the same. I miss you. And our random talk. And our random walk. Or our random laugh. I miss you.

Did I tell you already that everyone back home knows you? My mom, everytime she text me, asks me “How’s the Mongolian pretty lady?” And also you know how much he likes you, ya? He said, tho’ I am much older than you but you are much wiser than me. Huh! He just never saw you crying like a baby. Then he changed his words. Hahaha.

Oh those days, Munkh. I am so glad to get a chance to meet you and have the chance to share tears, smiles, laugh, sad and happiness.

I never met someone as complete as you. Trully. I think, you are pretty, too damn pretty. You have a pretty heart. You are lovely and amazingly smart. I am a lucky bestfriend.

Yesterday, today or tomorrow, Munkh. I hope to last forever. Our friendship and the happiness.

When there comes a time when we are busy with everyone else around, never forget that, you will always be the one I search to share.

To you Tsetsuu..
I love you and thank you for calling me friend.

Sincerely me…


FIRA ( Nanjing, 20150124 )

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