I thought I've moved on. But I guess telling yourself that you've moved on is not enough, if you have not taken steps to move on.
In my wallet, there is a picture of the one person that fills my stomach with butterflies... It becomes a routine that every morning I will look at that picture just to tell myself that I did my best to make it work... maybe not hard enough. I shall not repeat the same mistake with the next person that comes along. Irregardless of your sudden departure without a proper goodbye, I still love you.
I guess as much the last few lines of that mantra did not work well to my advantage. It kind of made me hold on to every ounce of hope there is...
It took my closest friend to break that cycle for me.
While I was driving... she quietly took that precious picture away... I only realised it in the morning.
At that moment, I became senseless. Unable to think or feel. Just stared at my window, I believe for a half hour...
After that I kind of locked it away and went to work. Till now if you ask me, I do not know how to react to the situation...
As much as I am grateful, the sense of loss is as overwhelming. I guess it is for the best.
Mimin's Gearing For:
Shoppin In KL
Mimin's Missing:
Muhammad Nur
Mimin's Praying For:
Saiful Amri & Family
