Assalamualaikum.
I fell in love once.
Hard.
The kind that occur once in a lifetime.
And it happened to me too early of an age.
Which lasts for years.
And I swear that if I were to move on from this enchantment,
and bring myself back up from the fall;
only death will set us apart.
And then that dreadful event happened,
where you were taken away from me.
And I thought that that was the sign.
I should forget you and start to move on.
Stand up properly.
Guess what?
Few years had passed.
Your face, your voice, your scent,
YOU,
still lingers somewhere in the back of my mind.
I was wrong.
How can I stand back up?
When I never reached the ground,
the moment I fell?
