There are times, when the words cut too deep, but then they see a light.
She saw her light. After all the crap she's been thrown into and tortured with, she found a permanent home.
She found a companion she calls her love. Her only love, ignited by a match and set to flames on the wick of faith, the wax melting to represent her hope, now resting in another's arms.
And she was okay. For the first time. Not terrible, not overly happy, but for once, she's okay.
And that's enough and more.
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
CINTA | ✓
Short StoryI should've treasured love while I had it. ▬▬▬ Cover Art: Me ▬▬▬ Cinta is Love in Malay
