My love life sucks. But Allah's great. My career's doing well. I know I'm in the right track. I know this is where I wanted to be. Alhamdulillah.
Yet, I know through out this journey, there are some people I should thank to. Among them, I've stopped talking to. The right phrase, I prefer not to talk to anymore. Not that I hate him. I just think it's for the sake of everybody. More importantly, for myself.
I keep moving on. And I've moved on. I can see myself in 5 years times professionally, not personally nor emotionally. Sometimes I wonder why god hasn't let me see the guy He made for me (yet). Is it me who is not ready or it's him who still in the phase of having fun? Whatever the reason is, I believe it's for my own good.
I thought I've met him. I thought he's the one. I thought he was everything that I ever wanted. But unfortunately, shits happened. I don't regret. I was disappointed. Disappointed that I had to pretend that it doesn't kill me which the truth is I was dying slowly inside.
Thank god, Allah created me with positivity. I meroyan a little bit. But I still can chin up and put a smile on my face.
Yup, I love my life. My self. My single-hood. I love my job. My family. Friends. I love all the positive energies around me. And I don't need a selfish and immature boy in my life cause I'm tired of cleaning up their shits.
Sooner or later, as long as I believe and keep waiting and be patient, I'll get everything that I wish and hope for. InsyaAllah.

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