Reminded, constantly here

Life does goes on.

But wounds leave scars, fire leaves ashes, and rains leave rainbows.

Although scars remind hurts and sometimes one can remember so vividly the trauma of it and still feel the pain, I am thankful that there are rainbows after the rain. However, I do not know if it is still raining on the other parts of the world where I cannot see.

Two lives diverged, distant, iced, unconcerned, ignorant, shut, or even scared. But the once beautiful only reopened the pain of confusion, unknowing. Helplessness, it hurts.

Prayers intensify it, to remember the ought to forget, to attach the ought to detach, to keep the ought to lose. But He will be there for you I know.

Perhaps you have already lost me long ago, and none concerns. I am sorry for holding on.

I wish you all the best. But where is the smile if we meet I don't know, I am afraid of it. May we never do if it is better.

I'd rather.