Sitting on an old bench,
Holding a cup of coffee,
Closing eyes,
Thinking...
It's been 3months and he's still alive.Unhealed.pills just won't work for him.
He never wished for Awesome stuff like..
PS3 or a laptop or anything.he just wishes for a Camera and Longer Life.An images tells all the memories of him towards everyone.What tears could came out from everybody's hearts and eyes.What touched somebody's heart.Just even through an image.
Image tells stories,a story of him.His life.His inspiration.His destiny.
His life means everything to him.He could have live longer.
Sometimes..
He cried.
Sometimes..
He smiled.
Sometimes..
He thinks about his sins all along the day he lived.
All the days and hours.He never thought about the goods given by the One and Only God.
Tired of holding his chest at night,tired of coughing,tired of less sleeping and ever Tired of holding and standing the pain Alone.Nevermind.I know him.He never gives up and he always stay strong.Even he smiles every seconds.Even he's in pain.
Even somebody asks him.
"are you okay?"
All he reply is "Yes I am" with a sweet smile.
Assalamualaikum.
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