My heart was his.
I thought it was.
We were never lovers, nor were we friends. We were something in between, something I was afraid to reach. It haunts me sometimes, the words i never found the courage to speak.
He used to come back, and I would let him. This time maybe he would recognise me as the woman wanting to take care of him. It happened so often but something inside my heart kept hope.
Even though he's gone, I sometimes wonder if a part of me will always be his.
When I prayed, I prayed for him. He was part of my life I won't forget. I loved a man I never had. We almost made it... but my mind, it's at peace.
'Cause now my heart's with Him. Where it always was meant to be..
This time, I leave all of it to Him and to only Him I depend on.
Insya Allah..
Yours sincerely,
'Izzah Syauqina
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