Bismillah.
Assalamualaikum :)
When you
have so many to tell, so many problems to share, so many pains to endure, and
there’s no one you can turn to, it really is troublesome. I used to have
someone. That one person that I can casually be myself in front of. No matter
how mischievous I am, always been there for me. The first one to notice when my
expression changed. That one person that can tell I’m angry, sad just by the
way I’m writing. The first one that ever hears me cries over a phone call. The
person that always want to wipe my tears away but can’t. The one that can make me
cry and laugh a minute later. That one person that I’ve always hurt and
burdened.
One minus
one is zero. And when I’ve lost that one person, I’ve got nothing.
I’m not
saying that I don’t have any friend that care about me. I do. In fact, they
always are. It’s just that sometimes, I don’t want to be a burden to them. I
always think that if there’s anyone to be burdened, that has to be that one person.
And now I
know I’m wrong.
What that
person told me before is that,
“HE’s watching us. Just
tell HIM everything. Your happiness, sadness, life, just everything. HE knows
what best for you.”
I hold on to
that. I did as I was told.
But it’s
just sometimes, I want to hear someone to tell me,
“Sabar la. Ni semua
dugaan. Everthing’s gonna be fine You’re strong.”
Like that
one person used to.
You must be
thinking that I’m not grateful right? You can think like that. Because I’ve
never been grateful with what I have.
And I only
realize that when HE took that one person away from me.
Dear little Scarrabo, The
sky is blue,
Im sorry Yobo, I love
you.
Dear God,
take care of that one person for me. Thank you.
May Peace be
Upon You :)
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