If beauty is only skin deep. Then diamonds only worth a dime.
The pain you caused has not faded completely with time.
Just yet.
Each time I think of the pain.
It made me wanna hit my head on the big tree and eat stones.
That's how much it hurts.
The heart can only take in so much.
I feel breathless whenever the lighting struck.
You're the thunderstorm in the bright sky.
You're the typhoon in my desserted heart.
Ramadhan is bidding goodbye very soon.
And as its silent distant lover,
it brought me so much tranquility
that leaving it, is of no choice.
a must.
I hope to see you again Ramadhan.
But the next time.
I'll make sure to welcome you with a big
warm smile in my eyes.
and not of cold tears.
Insya Allah.
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