Ramadhan day 4, 1442H
Errday, the same happy scene plays over and over again. Everything is just your pranks.
Then I woke up, took my phone, and scrolled for my 'good morning' texts.
None.
Reality struck. I threw the dice and gave you a chance, though been given a fake one beforehand.
Here I am five months later, still fail and broken.
Oblivian. I am in pain, are you?
You took everything and left me none. I have nothing left, no emotions, no more space, no more hopes. Nada.