Written On The Wall

I had a chance to break fast with my family on the first day of Ramadhan. With two of my other siblings, and my mom and my dad. Some congregate for Eid with the families from every nook and cranny. Wouldn't it be sweeter for us to sit together for iftar, then for maghrib prayer then for tarawih later on?

I just want my life back. Like it used to be.

In the bathroom. Early in the morning. Where memories all saved on the wall


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