فَإِنَّ مَعَ الْعُسْرِ يُسْرًا : Fa Inna ma’al ‘usri yusra : Verily, with hardship comes ease -Surah Ash-Sharh (The Relief) [94:6], Qur’an.
For every single day I’ve thought about you, I die a little bit inside.
My soul is now empty.
I have no idea how to feel alive again.
Watching the world go by,
I observed the faces of different color;
the nameless faces I came across with wondering if they’ve had a breaking point in their lives.
What made him happy? Was that a frown she wore on her face? Does that elderly need a hug? I guess I’ll never know.
I have a soft spot for your very existence but it’s slowly dissipating – and I will do absolutely nothing about it.
“You had to get over me??”
“Well, of course I had to. You were special to me. And I wish I was just as special. I have enjoyed connecting with you. The past few brief conversations were but a validation of my feelings over the past year. I am okay now.”
It took me a while but I’m glad I am okay.