for all that has been said and done
for all the broken mirror out of brutal truthfulness
for all the unseen silent tears to comprehend
for all the bandages spent in order to amend the scars
for all the time allowance for the strained to heal
. . .
all is done,
with all my might
with all my heart
with all my wisdom
with all my dignity
. . .
that is all you get
im a believer; and how i believe in you
im a lover; and how i long to love you without having to feel taboo
im a fighter; yet there is only so much a single self can fight for
sadly im no your next door girl who do rebounds merely in the sake of distraction
. . .
instead i did enough sake and hear me out, tonight when i says,
"...believe me, cuz i am trying. damn im trying hard all these while to let you go..."
guess this time is mine, to grow
and yesterday is all you got, from me

so long, my dream... till we meet again.
wassalam'ualaikum