Amar Hussain

It was a beautiful day when I woke up to find a missed call from her. After calling her back, she asked me to meet her as soon as possible. We decided on a place to see each other and when I arrived, she was wearing a plain black suit. Her smile quickly faded and tears streamed down her face as she began to speak. She told me that we were meeting for the last time because her parents had arranged for her to marry another man. I was at a loss for words and felt like the world had stopped. I wiped away her tears and told her that this was just the beginning, not the end. I would live without her but always feel her presence. Since that day, she hasn't been with me physically, but I can't seem to accept it. Everywhere I go, I see her, in empty benches, mosques, long drives, and shrines. I struggle to sleep and feel incomplete without her. Her black suit haunts me and everything about her city reminds me of her. I've become more spiritual and started to love sunsets and skies. I smile when I miss her, but I also feel broken and incomplete. The cold breeze makes me feel like something is missing. I can't forget her, but I'm surviving. #broken #love #life

Shiraz old alleys.. Source: N H, Pinterest