My Story And Your Story That Doesn't Exit
That time was not me.

Not all twilight I can tell you is full of beautiful. Because it will change the dark night piercing the soul. Beautiful memories with you are not all I have to remember with full story. Because, yes, I will die with the sadness that I throw away in my heart. We were once so powerful at making up stories that we call good times. Now, it becomes a blind wound. I was so blind to love you. Make me what you like. Even then I realized, it wasn't me.

I blinded my heart, so that you would still be willing to accompany me. Leave everything I like for what you like. But this is the reward of all sacrifice. You threw away all my struggles. You despise me as despicable. To be something I don't even like in me. I started to weaken when you chose to break and give up. It is very difficult at that time to rise from all the fall of love. Real hard.

But this is the life I have to live. Slowly my heart will heal. Your abandonment makes me stronger to take a new life. From you I learned many things in the face of all the pain. Become more mature in love. Right now, I let my heart be a little sad, and a little hurt. Let it go, I look at the twilight myself. Count the raindrops that fall down the cheeks. Slowly I make a fortress in my heart that is not easily broken again. I started to open my eyes and my heart. Not everything that is beautiful is forever beautiful. And, not everything we hold forever in our grasp. Someday I will fall and make my own story. \- Muh Usman