To:
The Light, A brother's Precious Sister.
What I used to always want.
What I have always wanted.
What I will always want.
What I desperately want right now, this second.
Is just Allah.
It has always been Allah.
It is Him, the One my soul has been missing.
The answer has always been 'Allah' from the start.
It will forever be Him.
How long would I be able to keep my consciousness of Allah this time?
How long would I be able to withstand the viscious attack of the evil within me this time?
How long will this very last spurt of strength I exorted be able to keep this mind on Allah?
How long will I be able to push such great evil force within me when I am this critically poisoned?
"Ya Allah, this very second, it doesn't matter anymore. Rich, employment, getting married, having kids, house or pavilion. Meeting the right person, gentlemen, being liked by people, expectation, having human companion, attention, text messages or phonecalls. Warm embraces, hugs, warm words, being understood, continuous conversation, food, excitement, critics, care and concern from others... It doesn't matter anymore. None matters anymore. I just need you.... I desperately just need you..."
A life without you.
Is like having eyes but unable to see.
Is like having mind but unable to think.
Is like having heart but unable to feel.
Is like having a beating heart but felt dead.
A life without you.
Is meaningless.
没有你的生活。
就像有眼睛却看不见。
就像有头脑但无法思考。
就像有心却无法感受。
就像有一颗跳动的心,但感觉死了。
没有你的生活。
是没有意义的。
From this moment onward,
I can learn on how to treat my own wounds.
I can learn on how to walk alone.
I can learn on how to stand when life dragged me down.
I can learn on how to wipe my own tears.
I can learn on how to hold my own hands.
I can learn on how to embrace myself warmly.
I can learn on how to fight agaisnt myself for You.
I can learn on how to let go of what I am clinging onto.
I can learn on how to live better.
I can learn on how to stop waiting.
I can learn on how to let go of the world. One by one.
Whatever else that I need to learn, I can and I am sincerely willing to.
I just need You to be here.
Just closer than You were to me 29 years ago.
Closer and closer
I don't need anyone not even myself, to say 'It's okay' anymore.
I don't need people to ask me, 'Are you happy?' anymore.
I don't need a tea companion anymore.
I don't need a companion to the grass field or to star-gazing.
I don't need attention, praises, texts or phone calls from anyone anymore.
I don't need others to show their concern, care or worry towards me.
I don't need that hugs or embraces whenever I am at the top or bottom.
I don't need to be loved or understood by anyone.
I just need You, Ya Allah.
I have been tightly gripping onto these roses stalks for nearly 30 years.
Today, I am more than what the word courage could possibly hold and covers,
Loosening the grip was painful.
Letting go was never easy.
But today is the day I sincerely,
Without any regrets or lingering feelings,
Loosening this grip,
Letting go.
Of all the roses stalks.
Sincerely, Precious.