I know how it's like to love someone so much,
to miss them and want them here beside you, only to know
that you can't have any of that because they're gone.
They're gone and they're not coming back.
That sinking feeling in your chest, that feeling of
loss and abandonment, that feeling of anger and
resentment, that conflicting love and loss.
It's scary, i thought to myself but I know
it is for good - our own good.
i'm gonna miss you but i know i'm strong
enough to resist you. Our feelings aren't mutual,
i'm sorry. I tried. I really did. It came back, then it gone.
I'm tired myself. I wish you would stay but no,
it is not gonna bring any good anymore. It is the best for us.
If there is another chance for us to be reconcile again,
I would reject it and continue my own life.
Allah has reserved someone so much better than me.
I have my own reasons. I am just terrified.
Too tired to reiterate, again. I'm sorry.
Nonetheless, thank you for all the memories.