4th Day of Syawal.
Will be a fateful day.
And will be
a bit of dreadful to me.
I've a plan.
A solid plan.
Up until my friend
tampered with it.
So I have no choice
but to confess.
The cat is already out.
Might as well tell the truth.
She takes it well.
Only assuming.
I'll face it well too
apart from others.
Decided to continue
my solid plan.
My last gesture,
my last gift.
Got my answer,
got my decision.
How childish of her.
To think that I
put the words
in her mouth.
But that's another thing
that I did not want to touch
or even graze.
Already a lost cause.
So I pack my back.
All of it.
Not a thing left behind.
Walk away.
Setting up ground rules.
Things will change.
Note for her too.
And she takes it well.
I never stop praying.
I never stop wanting
for the best.
But the best for you.
Ain't me.
Epilogue:
I take a quit for a week.
From life itself.
That's abnormal.
Usually longer for others.
That week I pull up my strength
And now I walk again.
Funny thing,
those who knows this story
can't really understand
how I can cope.
The dreadful news
I received for too long now.
Nearly two month
before a lot others.
Imagine living in my shoes.
But,
I am a realist.
Thus,
it's a new day.
