You'll be my last

At this point,

I just, don't know.

The fact that's, hurts soo much.

Some people called me

" Stupid "

" Lelaki dayus "

For not making a confrontation.

They do not know our story,

My story.

If someone were to blame,

It's was me.

Knowing the truth,

By my own eyes.

Yet,

I'm still here.

" Why ? "

" You'll be my last. No matter what. "

" I promise "

كُنْ فَيَكُونُ

(كُنْ فَيَكُونُ)

Knowing what had happened,
in the absence of me,
for a brief of time..
.
.
.
Why You give me "such" a test
Why You showed me "that"
.
.
.
Allahu

Please give me strength
Please help me

Please
Please
Please

I'm begging

Lies

" Why man loves to lie ? "

" Because woman loves to hear "

Sometimes, we tell lies to comfort you. We are an ignorant creature while you are an overthinking one. You guys think too much, make assumptions and conclude it by yourself.

Here's a situation.

If we accompany you to buy some clothes. And you asked us either if baby blue or royal blue looks better on you.

We actually don't care. If we love you, you look better on anything. Even better without anything, lol. But, if we say that we don't mind about it.

" Anything will do "

" Whatever babe "

You know what's going to be in your mind ?

" He doesn't love me anymore "

" He doesn't care about me. He has someone else "

You started to assume things.

That's why we lie.
Sigh.

Hey, I'm hurt

" Hey, I'm hurt "

" Sure, I'm here. What happened ? "

That's how I treat them. Whenever they were sad. Whenever they were down. I would say that I am there for them.

And whenever this world is being hard on me. Whenever I couldn't hold on myself and need someone by me.

" Hey, I'm not okay "

" I don't know if your pain is worse than mine? "

That's how they treat me.

So I know, people only want me to hear them. They want me to comfort them. They want me to hold them. But they never want to hold me when I need them.

That's pathetic.

You're

You are not an option

.

.

You are my priority