My life became a mess since she has left me. I don't even know how the hell am I still breathing!? Maybe because I still have a hope deep down, that she will come back, maybe?
I have become a little too distant, I am still stuck at the thought, that she has eventually left me to suffer, she after leaving me, made me realize the actual looser I am.
The last months, flashes before my eyes, the day I took her forcefully, the day I crushed her soul. I miss those small smiles she used to have when she would see Azan laughing, the way her face would lit up when someone would praise her cooked dishes. I miss everything about her.
She is a woman of power, she has so much patience, that she coped up with me and my irrationality.
I can't even think about loosing my parents, and then left to
