liyana,

I think the day you left, something inside me was at lost too. The world seemed empty. And lonely. I walked around quietly day after day, in crowds, and in silence. In a complete state of oblivion.

I have lost that connection. The desire to be part of the revolving lives around me. They seemed tasteless and unnecessary.

You were my connection to the rest of this world. I lived through your enthusiasm and amorous love for life. For people. For pieces of puzzle that I was just too lazy to comprehend.

I don’t have to do that anymore, liyana.

Now that you are no longer around.

Do you know that eagles mate for life? You were my soaring eagle. You painted my sky. And now in your absence, the sky is just too painful to look at.

Still I looked up sometimes. Wishing I could catch a glimpse of you.

chairil