A part of me died,
it has been dead for quite some time.
But now I finally end it.

There are no remorse,
I do not weep, I do not feel.

Once so precious,
but now a closed chapter.

It is buried,
but yet I am alive...

Tick, tick...

So Ramadan is soon over and what have I realised this month that I am not a child anymore nor is dad young like he used to be.

First day of Ramadan, while me and my dad were sitting in the kitchen and eating sehri. It struck to me that my dad is really getting old.

Was it his sleepy eyes or was it his uncombed hair? I don't know, I was just astonished and scared at the same time of the thought. I barely could speak, just random scenes of the past, present and future were playing in my head.

I always seen my dad as the most handsome dad in the entire world, well he still is. But now the wrinkles and his semi grey moustache makes me wish that I could stop time forever, need to invent a youth potion. Any clue of how to start?

I wonder has he seen himself in the very same sight as I've? How does he feel? It was/is hard for me to accept, I wonder how it is for him. Well I guess in 30 years I'll be in his shoes...

Stiffly lying on the marble floor, with the open sky at reach.
Hear the traffic beneath, just another unchanged melody.
Glare of the playing lights, reflects upon me.

A sight full of beauty, still nothing to see.
My eyes continue further in search.
Heart's pounding, mind's aching...

What do I seek,
which is still unseen...

Typical Me?

Sometimes I tend to read too much inbetween the lines...

Will You Remember -The Cranberries

Will you remember the dress I wore?
Will you remember my face?
Will you remember the lipstick I wore?
This world is a wonderful place

Will you remember the black limousine?
Will you remember champagne?
Will you remember the things that we've seen?
I will return here again

Will you remember the flowers in my hand?
Will you remember my hair?
Will you remember the future we planned?
The world is not waiting out there

I won't remember the dress I wore
I won't remember champagne
I won't remember the things that we swore
I will just love you in vain

Will you remember?
Will you recall?