Looking up at the shooting star, sparkling so bright even in the gloom of darkness where my tears would roll down bit by bit, my lips would utter nothing because the heart would itself speak about the broken quills.
"Why would someone do that, Allah?" I raised my question in silence.
Why would you allow anyone to come between us and humiliate my emotions and feelings? How did he get the nerve to warn me on my face when my soul was wrenching with pain that I will never get him.? Not now and not in five years. Even after five years, when I will look back, I will see no traces of him. Ya Allah, he made me feel so meaningless and worthless that I lost my love for him. He mocked on the love which was between you and me. It was our secret, Allah. How could you let him talk to me like that? Why didn't you crush his vocals when he put harrow words on my heart and walked away? He told me he wants to give me a call so that he could illustrate things. What should I talk about, Allah? Shall I talk about how proudly he embarrassed me? And then ask me out for the forgiveness of his sharpened tongue who penetrated through my vessels and hurt my gut?
He assassinated me. After all those years of waiting, and honoring, and loving, he could bring me down to a burial ground, digging my own grave with his bare hands so that he could lay me down in it, while on the other hand, he celebrates the happiness with the love of his life. What sort of justice is this? Here, I am weeping timorously over how he lobbed my fondness, and affection on the pavement, and my tears couldn't stop swirling because he made fun of my sentiments and beliefs, yet he's so occupied within his contentment?
Isn't he afraid of being judged by You on the day of recompense? When I would be a witness of my death inflicted by him?
I give you my word Allah that I pardoned him, but I won't forget his poor words which made me question my worth in front of you. I swear upon you Allah that he has lost the residency to reside in my heart. Today, you gave me the courage to set apart the treaty that made him strangled within me. I no longer know him in my heart and in my words.
May Allah blesses you for shattering my soul and tearing me down with your words, and give you so much for what you took from me.
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