The Precious Friendship

I don't know what kind of feeling it is. Just feel lonely, suddenly. So quiet and clear.
Without you in our room...
I open my door when I came back from traveling and suddenly i wanna cry.
I never see your desk so clean like today. It seems like it is not my room.
I saw your goodbye paper at the door.
Every night we always discuss some world problem to solve, but now i am alone.
I have so much story to tell you, as always, but now i just can keep it for my self. Thanks for always listening and share so much thing. It is precious for me.

It just like a dream, i remember our first day here. I am so happy to death when I saw you on the way to dorm.
But time goes so fast,
I will never forget the good time that we spent together
In mosque every Friday, and when you got penalty because your urban card is expired. We try to find a way to not pay penalty. Have you paid for it? :D
In mosque when we cook together and got success! Everyone like our food!
When holiday is too long and we are stuck in dorm because outside is cold, we try to discover the management system in several countries.
The time that we laugh out loud when we watch running man for the first time.
The persons that we interview because we wanna write something interesting about Islam in Europe.
Your story about Turkey always make me excited and made me write good status on Facebook.

I am grateful because I have good roommate.