I'm trapped.

The beautiful dua that you recite,

The dua I always recite since the first time we met,

the dua that I don't know how long will it be exist in you,

Day by day,

month by month,

I found that we grew apart,

Not recite the same dua, as I never thought

And I feel,

I'm trapped.

I'm sick.

I'm totally sick.

And I'm still here.

Recite the same dua,

mentioning your name.

They say that, "the one who broke you cannot heal you"

yet I chose to be in this deep hole.

Trapped.

Alone.

Salahkan aku, untuk berpikir, 

"Kalau bukan untuk Allah, buat apa aku bertahan?"

Staying alone,

knowing that you left,

knowing that you gave  up with the condition.

I choose to be it,

cause I know,

the khilaf that we made,

wouldn't be fair if it just forgotten,

wouldn't be deserve for someone new to repair;

Because it's our mistake.

It's our sin.

The thing that I never eve thought is,

We grew apart,

you don't consider that thing as is supposed to be,

you gave up on everything,

you left.

If being trapped can abort that sin,

Aku ikhlas, yaGhafuur.