A memory in Wednesday, 21 February 2007

I am totally broken
Feels hurts
If I can choose…
I prefer never
Now,
Everything is clearly done
Leaving me in this city
Starting to gather pieces of me
Which is I don’t know when it will be finished
Nor when these pieces become complete
Or even…
Do I have power to gather my own pieces?

My Rabb, I begging You, after all of this happened, let me remember You always, let me more and more love You. Amiin


Itasika