i know somehow the home i want to leave looks to me like its having an unbearable face impression to forget. look home, you are frowning. please, you know i hate this. but home, i won't be long.
if you see the sky slowly darkened, become gloomy and windy, trust me that's the time that i'm missing you the most. i've never said goodbye before because i know we'll definitely meet again. and i promise that everything will be fine. insyaAllah.
so let me leave you. leave everything here. but i'm bringing along my happiness and our good moments of course. i'll be back. wait for me.
and thanks to the wind for sending this to you.