Sunday, September 28, 2014

Of Knitted Scarf, Small Bunnies and Unopened Tea Satchets

Why are the memories so painful to recall?

I am still at the place where we parted, and still unable to take a step forward.

I cry.

There's nothing I can do. I regret. I reminisce. I saw the triggers yet again and they flow again.

I wonder if it is the same at the other side,

What can I do now? I really don't know. How can I go through this ordeal? I am still here, stuck deep into the ground while people are moving forward.

God, I don't know what You have planned for me. I need to stay strong, right? I have neglected You for so long, and do the prayers just for the sake of it. I never think twice if I am doing them right or not.

Is there still something for me in the future?

I pray that in the end, I will be unbroken once again. I want to be happy again. I want to be normal again. I want to...

I give myself to You, as You will know how to weave my fate accordingly. I prostrate myself before You and offer You my sincerest apology.

Please make her happier than ever, and for me to be able to overcome this.

I pray earnestly to you, God.

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