A Warm Visit

April 1st. Ziha's birthday. The only highlight of the day, I thought, at least. But NO, I was wrong.
Songs of you, I listened.
Stories of you, I told.
Pictures of you, I imagined.
Voices of you, I recalled.
All was about you. I am seriously tired of that.
But I just couldn't stop from doing it.

And hell yeah, I managed do all these stuff without any tears.
Well maybe a little bit, but the tears weren't for you.
It was for my heart.

Until unexpected things came up.
Baam, right in front of my face.
I was shocked.
Only God knows how I felt at that time.
I was literally shivering when I first saw.

Words didn't came out from my mouth.
I can't think of anything.
I was barely breathing.
My heart was pounding.
You might think it was all because of love.
But you are so wrong.
I blame your so called 'good deeds'.
I mean your bad deeds.

I realized, I barely know you.
You used to be part of my life.
And you still are,
But it's different now.
You're now in my past.