I have long forgiven you, despite of all what had happened. Our short tale was a history. A long gone lonesome of history. A history of wish I do not intend to remember. Time had taken care of it and healed the silent wound. I wish you could walk away like you did, before I fall again. I wish this is the final curtain, the end of the play because I am too darn tired to dance this dance again.
Sometimes, when people grow, they grow apart. Let's put an end to this. Dengan lafaz Bismillahirrahmanirrahim, semoga cerita ini sampai disini sahaja.
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