It's hurt. and i am escaping.

I know this is called fate.
Say it as Takdir.
I know Allah Maha Mengetahui.
He know best and He will always the MOST.
But being a normal person, i am hurt.
I cry inside though I create smile.
And now i am escaping everything.
Inside here, it is empty.
I am not that tough.
I am tired though i tried hard.
I need the space which is until now i cant describe and determine how it shall be adequately big enough for me.
So allow me to run freely. to where that i am not sure.
As on 1 beautiful sunny day, i'll be back with a new ME.
Please keep your hand behind me.your eyes close to me.
That's how I know when
The perfect time should i coming back.

Missing her. Both of them,to be exact.

He is the reason we stay.