One day in August, I met a really weird ballerina. Absolutely outrageous. But the smile she shows, she is like an angel. And that is you, Mina.

Our first meeting was kinda hilarious. First, I saw you outside the restaurant where I was working, and you look really weird. I got worried because the people inside were looking at you, probably judging you. Thus, I walked out just to encounter a goddess. I was frozen for a second but thanks to that warm-and-confused look you gave me, I came back to reality.

Second, your hand was really cold when I held you. I wondered if you never go out, or if you like staying at a fridge, or you're just cold. Third and lastly, you asked a peanut butter for your burger!

Then I thought you were an odd girl. An unpredictable one.

But I guessed it wrong. I can read you like a book.

I know if you're happy. I know if you're mad. I know if you're sad. I know if you're uncomfortable or not. I know if you're hungry. I know if you want to be alone. And I know if you're hurt.

And of course, I am happy, knowing that I can read you easily because I know what will I do to you if ever you need my help. If ever you need me.

You maybe matured outside but you showed me your true side and I'm thankful for that 'cause I know that you're comfortable around me. Because in reality, you're just like a fragile glass.

That's when I realized that I need to protect you.

Because I thought you were a frail. An easily broken girl. A weak one.

I treated you like a baby. If you're hungry, I'll cook for you. If you're feeling blue, I'll be cheerful for you. If you need help, I'll give you a hand. If you need space, I'll respect it. If you need someone by your side, I will be there.

But my assumption is wrong again.

Because you are the strongest woman I know and will still be.

That's why I have great admiration for you. It's massive. I adore you so much. Until now. For the first time I saw you in the TV, a wide smile formed in my face.

'You have become a prominent ballerina.'

'I told you, you'll do great.'

'I told you just believe in yourself.'

'I am proud of you.'

Those were the first thing that came into my mind. I was the happiest. You know, I even bragged about you to my family and friends. 'Hey. That's Mina, my girl.' I badly want to say it but I can't. Still, it doesn't ignore the fact that I'm proud of you.

And it also became my motivation to chase my dream. 'Ahhh, Mina did a great job. I wanna make her proud too.'

You are my inspiration and motivation.

I am happy for you.

Your happiness is my happiness too.

As cliché at is may, I am really glad for you. I can see it in your eyes. The way you stare to your husband. The way you smile at your husband. The way you talk about him. You love him.

I am satisfied with my life but it is not the same when I was still with you. Because that's the prime of my life, me and you together.

Finally,

I want to tell you these eight letters. Words that will end something for us. And words that will start a new beginning for us. Words that describe the highlights of my life. Eight letters for you, Mina.

'Thank you.'

Thank you for everything, Mina.

If loving you is a mistake.

Then,

You are my

'Favorite Mistake'.