I know you don't want it to matter right now. That's why it matters the most..

Ever since what happened.. and everyone keeps telling me that I'm back again. Back to my old me.

They're telling me that I wasn't myself for long, long time. They're telling me that I'm in peace now. As if I've found serenity again. They're telling me that I look calmer. My skin is brighter. My face is prettier. That I've no puffy eyes anymore. They're telling me that I talk better. Think better. Feel better. They're telling me that I'm all in all better now. Way too better.

But.. They didn't talk about how my heart really feels. They didn't tell me how my eyes looks say. They didn't talk about wearing this sad broken smile on my face all the time. They've never mentioned these.. And they've never mentioned the sadness and disappointments I'm feeling deep inside of my heart all the time. They just didn't...

ربنا يسامحك :)

If nothing else, one day you can look someone straight in the eyes and say:

"But I lived through it. I survived and it made me who I am today."

I suppose in the end, the whole of life becomes an act of letting go. But what always hurts the most is not taking a moment to say goodbye..

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