Since that day..
i think about it alot.. Everyday..every night..and when i was traveling..it become worst.. When i saw the blue sky, the cotton-candy clouds and the green trees..my heart and mind would always pray that Allah please show me the right thing to do...because i dont know what is left right now ...it feels like what i have been going through is timeless..
I tried to forget
I tried to throw it away
But how many times i told myself that i should stop hoping..i should stop doing what i have been doing...i should delete, erase or block...
But i dont have enough strength to do so
Because the truth is, i never walked away
I am still here
Why the heart is so strong
But i feel so weak