I've got to a point where my realization becoming decay of 'you'll change" fruit. Dreaming, you changed for me, always became a nightmare haunting in the daylight too. But still, I've loved you and still love you. And I hate this, even though the truth is still hitting me like a beautiful meteorite. I've given you my everything and I still wish you didn't meet me. Been years. My thoughts of you became like semi-dried leaves. Breaking my heart into pieces as well as holding onto our past.

I had this notion you might be right there when I turn around. And there you are already looking at me. My insides cried out. Screaming a loud. Gasped instantly. My breathe got choked. I turned back in return. Biting my lips, I suppressed my smile.

Despite the dark future coming up, I forsee my future that is, a way peaceful behind the blinds. Not expecting but hoping right there. Swindling my own thoughts, I crave the longest path to the eternity that includes you.

I didn't know these feelings until someone had the same as me.
I didn't know that I was this sentimental until I saw someone being practical.
I didn't feel the burden on myself until I saw someone hurting.
I didn't feel sorry for myself until I understood when someone couldn't forgive themselves.
I didn't feel miserable until I saw someone being ignored by.
I didn't feel this temporary until I knew we can't be permanent.
I didn't know how much I loved you until someone like you broke my heart with silence.

The longing she wanted, the togetherness he wanted and both their dreams came true at a mere graveyard.

Yet there are some pieces left behind. He uprooted my feelings at the very beginning, leaving the pain that lingers. Here I'm coping to get close to him and trying to reconcile. No signs of affection. But I can neither leave nor stay. I'm bashed out by experiencing the same pain physically but not mentally. I love him devastedly. He ruined my little things whilst I gave him the power to take my everything. He claimed my property but not my heart. Our marriage went beautifully disastrous.

Things will never be the same as today.
You might be grieving for the loss. On this same day, the next year, you might be proud of yourself.
You might be expecting from your partner while you are dwelling in sorrow, that they might change. On this same day, the next year, your partner might be spending the time with you somewhere in the park.
You might be expecting someone to walk away from your life. On this same day, next year, you might be lying in their lap, talking all the nonsense they've never heard of.
You might be frightening that your son leaves you in future. On this same day, the next year, he might buy a new house for the whole family.
You might be flirting with someone that you like. On this same day, the next year, they don't even bother to remember you.
You might be be tired of trying for what you have been trying to acheive. On this same day, the next year, you might be in greater position than expected.
Things will never be in our own hands. Just rest your shoulder on god's trust.