Trying to stay awake after subuh and flipping through facebook...and my eyes stop at one of the pictures.
A deep sigh...sad...mad?
I don't know.
Weak...for not being able to stop things and correct 'em.
Weak...for your words not to be taken into actions.
Weak...for not being able to pull you,we us together to Jannah
Mata masuk habuk.
From afar...I can just pray for you.looking at myself with so much imperfections, probably that hinders the good words from reaching you.