My Story And Your Story That Doesn't Exit
I thought Missing, it turned out to be a pain.

There are a lot of things I want to remember in the past. We both sat staring at the rain that was soaking the ground. Dim and dry instantly. There are so many things that I have to throw away and I think of as memories, so many. About how we made promises to each other, then reneged. About the laughter that we both create, to the tears that never come Redah.

I guess you're one for good, it turns out you're just a story that chooses to break and give up. I thought it would all end so beautifully, it turned out that this was the beginning of suffering. Suffering that I cannot give pause. Time and time again I wanted to take a break from all of this poignant story, but whatever the power, I was so deeply in a love hole that I couldn't end beautifully.

Let it be like this. Let this longing nestle in the heart, a very beautiful longing that chooses to be a sad story full of pain. Let me take responsibility myself. Hopefully, with you who prefer to go, I can meet the lover who came to settle down and make a story that is very meaningful, without the need for me to pause again. \- Muh Usman