Too Late For Us

Heart Broken

Sad love story that will make you cry ='(

Define Love

Your Life Story

When writing your life story, Don’t let anyone else hold the pen.

Recipe for Love

A Letter of Thanks

To my Ayah, Mama, Brother, Sister, Best Friend, and Savior…

I’m taking this chance to thank you for everything you’ve done for me. No words can describe how grateful I am that you’re with me. All through my life, you never left my side, through the good times and the bad. I’ve been through so much, been through a lot of hurt and miserable moments, and through all that, you’ve helped me overcome my fears, my doubts, my weaknesses. I never could have done it without you. You helped me realize my worth, you made me feel that I am loved, no matter what.

Thank you so much… there have been times when I thought I couldn’t take the pain anymore, there were times when I felt I could no longer stand the loneliness, but you were there to comfort me and tell me that everything is going to be all right. Through wonderful people and things, you reached out to me and reminded me that life goes on. Because of you, I saw that life is worth living, that there’s still so much in store for me, that I shouldn’t waste my life in unimportant things. You taught me how to TRUST, and you strengthened my FAITH. It wasn’t easy, but I did it. I did it because you were there… you held my hand… and that was all I needed.

I’m so BLESSED to have you. Thank you for protecting my heart, I feel so at peace when I know that you’re in control. I don’t ever wanna be without you. Thank you for using me for your glory. I love you so much.

With All My Love, Izzati Shafii

It's Okay to Surrender

Inevitable is best accepted with serenity. There are times when you absolutely see no solution. When you’ve thought and thought and prayed and prayed; when you’ve sat still in meditation listening for an answer and still no answer comes.

There are times when it’s okay to just surrender!!

A New Direction...

Don’t be afraid. All you have to know is who you are because there is no such thing as failure. What other people label or might try to call failure, I have learned is just God’s way of pointing you in a new direction.

I will never regret you...

Sembang-sembang orang melayu...

Wahai perempuan yang tersenyum atas tangisan orang lain,
Kaum sejenis mu juga yang engkau lukai,
Mengapakah hanya dirimu sendiri yang difikir dan dipentingkan,
dengan alasan hanya berserah kepada jodoh
seolah-olah terlalu lemah untukmu berpaling dan mengelak
tanpa memikirkan perasaan si wanita yang engkau rampas kebahagiaannya
susah senangnya bersama pasangannya
pengorbanannya
dan kini engkau hadir dalam hidup kekasihnya
di kala kekasih berada di puncak kesejahteraan?

Wahai perempuan yang bergirang gembira atas penderitaan orang lain,
Pernahkah engkau meletakkan diri mu
di tempat si wanita itu
di kala kebahagiaan cinta dirasai
dengan keriangan yang tulus
terasa kehangatan cinta di hati
kepercayaan yang diberi untuk kekasihnya
dengan tiba-tiba engkau dapati hati si kekasih
berpaling kepada yang lain
hatinya untuk yang lain
Letakkan diri mu di tempatnya
rasailah, empatilah.

Wahai perempuan yang mendapat nikmat atas pengorbanan pedih orang lain,
Di saat ini engkau berbahagia
senyumlah, nikmatilah, bergembiralah dan nantikanlah
tiada daya ku dendami...tidak perlu ku menadah tangan dan berdoa
untuk mengubati hati batin ini yang dianiayai
ku pasrah
biarlah kuserahkah kepada Yang Maha Kuasa
sesungguhnya hari mu akan tiba jua
merasai kesakitan seperti yang ku alami kini
yang mana hati mu akan
dilukai, dicurangi, dikhianati
oleh insan yang engkau cintai.

"Aku bukan perampas, ini adalah suratan jodoh"............itulah alasan-alasan mu

...saya bukan pencerita melayu yang hebat tp inilah realiti kehidupan.

tiada kena-mengena dengan yang hidup mahupun yang mati...wallahualam..

Kiblat ku

Sejauh mana pun ku lari. Menggapai hasrat yang terpendam. Biar berkali rebah ku bangun. Walau payah. Kuhimpun kudrat dan harapan. Mengiringi azam yang usang. Sinar seakan pudar. Bila terbit sang suria. Begitulah semangat tegar. Meskipun musim kan silih berganti. Ku terus melangkah. Daku gagahi. Mencari arah. Oh Tuhan. Sinarilah kiblatku. Keringat diteman embunan. Kicau unggas turut berdoa. Purnama bagai tenangkan perang. Di dalam hati. Kuhimpun kudrat dan harapan. Mengiringi azam yang usang. Sinar seakan pudar. Bila terbit sang suria. Begitulah semangat tegar. Meskipun musim kan silih berganti. Ku terus melangkah. Daku gagahi, Mencari arah. Oh Tuhan. Sinari lah kiblat ku. Kala sujud ku ada kesyukuran. Dalam mimpi ada sedih. Menghantui andai ku alpa. Langit kejayaan ku. Berkiblat pada Mu. Hanya satu..

Kenapa aku tidak menyukai engkau wahai "si tukang cakap"...

"Apahal lah yang terlampau bangang sangat sampai tak faham bahasa? Sekadar cantik tapi bimbo and still nak berlagak pandai, diharap berambus secepat mungkin ok? Terima kasih!!"

Itu lah yang terkeluar apabila aku tak kacau orang tapi orang yang agak bangang cakap belakang. kalau tak suka apa yang aku buat selama ni, TOLONG CAKAP!! not at my back but in front of me please! kalau engkau "si tukang cakap" itu berkelakuan baik,tak apalah juga. ini, diri sendiri tidak terurus tp dah "backstabbing" other person, WTH?? Kira baguslah aku jenis diam dari dulu, but now u're starting talk about me and hell i swear i hate it!, so that, starting dari blog aku ni lah aku mula cakap buruk balik pasal engkau wahai "si tukang cakap" Engkau ni tak patut duduk kat kawasan yg ade komuniti yg didiami manusia lah, sebab engkau tiada perasaan. hello "si tukang cakap", bukan engkau seorang sahaja yang duduk dekat dunia ini ok?melainkan engkau memang langsung tiada hati perut.

Listen to my heart

The forgiven notes..

Sambil berjalan-jalan di Google tadi, saya terserempak dengan satu lirik lagu ni. saya selalu dengar, tapi tak pernah peduli pun apa lirik dia and whatnot. Tapi bila baca, sangat sedap, dan saya rasa agak meninggalkan kesan dalam hidup saya kot. Here's the chorus part...

Siapakah di antara kita

Dengan rela menjadi pendusta

Siapakah dulu membina harapan

Dan siapa yang memusnahkan impian

Tanpa sebab dan alasan

Kau lahirkan perasaan

Bagai taufan tiba-tiba datang

Dan menghilang

It's a song entitled Mimpi Yang Tak Sudah by Ibnor Riza (er, God knows who he is).

I don't know how to elaborate my current feelings. It's a mixture of everything. Confusion, satisfaction, empathy, revenge, hatred... and love.

I did something technically quite wrong last night. Something I should've avoided long ago. But that couldn't be helped.

I should've been happy for all the unfortunate events. Patut rasa macam terima piala, rasa puas hati tengok kejatuhan orang. But that didn't happen. I lost, once again, each time I fell backward.That is supposed to be amazing.

I no longer see the sparks...

But I feel the other way around. I wished there were still love. I wished we could talk like we used to before. I wished we can laugh all night together. I wished I hadn't had this feeling.

I am probably overwhelmed with guilt and sympathy; calling myself the real culprit. This; should be curtailed.

I noticed you were staring with hopes. I tried not to look back, trying not to fall for that. 'Cause the other part of me tells it's temporary. You don't need me to go on. You only need my company when your world is falling apart. And when everything goes back to its track, I become Anonymous once again.

This shouldn't happen. I shouldn't let this happen. I don't know whether I play a big role in your failure. The fact that you now suffer hurts me. But life has to go on. You have to move on. I know you're strong enough to maneuver this whole mishaps. You always are, as I can see the smile you draw, even in your greatest despair.

Kita doakan yang terbaik untuk awak, sentiasa.

Understanding PAIN and LOVE

I got an email from R-Jai (thanks R-Jai!) for one of my posts here in this blog entitled Broken Reflections, and instead of writing a reply as a comment on that particular post, I decided to write a new post for it. Here goes:

“I’ve been where you are now. In fact it has been 15 years and the pain is still the same. Love, pretty word. No one ever tells you how deadly it can be. The hypocrisy of the world is countless. And the betrayal of your so called family and friends is like a burning flame that never ceases. Love is nothing but a four letter word, that robs you of your very essence and leaves you gutless, empty, torn, confused and worthless. If there is a god in heaven watching every single move that we make, every thought in our minds before we speak it. Why does he let our hearts be broken and torn apart on a daily basis.” - R-Jai

First of all, I’d like to note that NOT every post that I write or post in this blog is based on my OWN personal experience. Since the theme of this blog is about life, love, and inspiration, sometimes, I include posts or sentiments here that I know many people in the world are experiencing, broken hearts, life issues, etc. But that doesn’t necessarily mean that I’m experiencing it too in my life at that particular moment.

So with that said, this email from R-Jai really says a lot about the not-so-wonderful side of love. You can feel it overwhelming with pain and bitterness. And we all experience bad moments in our lives, right? Sadly, we can’t avoid that because as I said, this world is not our final destination. That’s why we experience all kinds of pain here, to remind us that we shouldn’t cling too much to the physical world. Our goal would be to unite with God in heaven, and there we will live a life that is free of pain and worries. I’m not preaching, neither am I convincing people to believe in what I’m saying. This is my own personal belief, and I’m just sharing it to those whose minds are open enough to receive it.

R-Jai, I know from your words that you’ve experienced it all, pain, bitterness, confusion, a sense of worthlessness, and yet you’ve survived. And you should be proud of yourself for that.

Love is a beautiful experience. Yes, it will always bring pain and God knows what else… but it also brings joy and a feeling of being complete that none of us can ever explain or fathom. In my experience, I’d rather have love and lost, than never to have loved at all. I’ve experienced pain, but I’ve also experienced happiness beyond compare. And I’ll never trade that happiness for anything. I am who I am now not only because of the positive moments that happened in my life, but essentially because of the bad moments too. We experience these painful moments so we could well appreciate the good moments. Experience the bad, to appreciate the good. God allows these things to happen, He allows our hearts to be broken, so we would GROW. Every time we feel pain, He’s on the works, He’s working on us to make us better persons.

The same is true with love, without love, we will never be complete. Love makes the world go round, love is the force that keeps us innately good. I wouldn’t blame love for the pain it brings, nor will I hold a grudge against it for the misery it caused, instead I will thank God for it. We get wounds from it, but those wounds will heal if we allow God to heal them. But it’s not like magic that poof! it’s all healed. It will start from us too, FORGIVENESS and ACCEPTANCE are the keys to healing. Pain is just but a reminder, that we have lessons to learn, joys to look forward to, and a God to go to in times of need. Don’t be scared of pain and love because it’s part of LIFE. Grieve from it, get angry at it, but don’t be consumed by bitterness because of it. Instead, learn from it and use it to become the best person you can be.

Why do i love you...

I’m so glad I finally found a copy of my favorite song when I was younger, it’s called “Why Do I Love You?“ by Geneva Cruz. I really love the melody of the song and I remember I used to play it over and over again. It was from a cassette tape back then, coz MP3’s weren’t discovered yet. I’ve been searching for this song for a long time, but I couldn’t find an MP3 version of it anywhere. But thankfully, I found one! So I thought I’d share it here.

It’s a sad song about longing, and being a victim of unrequited love. Of course when I was little I didn’t have any experience in love yet. I was just really taken by the melody of the song that’s why it became my favorite at a certain point. It’s another sad heartbroken song obviously… check out the lyrics below.

Why do I love you? If loving you only mean… bitter thoughts that you are near, and yet so far. Why do I love you? If seeing you only mean… sleepless nights, false hopes and dreams of loving you.

What more can I do, but dream of you… coz only there I could hold you close to me…

Why do I love you? Why did you hurt my heart that way? Why did you take my love away? Why do I keep on waiting and hoping yet I know… that you can never be mine again.

Why do I long for the tenderness of your kiss? The warmth of your touch is all I wish, but you’re so far…

Love at the Crossroads

Have you ever been in a relationship that’s so great in the beginning… conversations are smooth sailing, you understand each other so well, it’s almost like you’re on the same wavelength, you are patient with each other’s flaws and quirks, tense moments are almost always turned sweet… just to wake up one day and you notice everything just turned bad. All of a sudden conversations are hard to decipher, the most understanding person became a walking time-bomb ready to explode any second with just one wrong move, somehow you are now irritated and aggravated with each other’s quirks, patience has turned into short tempers, and moments together seem to be hard work? What went wrong here?

Welcome to the real world. Relationships can turn sour at any time, if you’re not careful. Sometimes, even though you’re very careful, everything still takes a nosedive and plunges your relationship into uncertainty. What does that mean, anyway? Does that mean you’re not as compatible as you think? How could things turn around so fast like that? At what point in the relationship did it happen? You have no clue and you’re struggling to figure out the reason why things are not going so smoothly anymore.

Some couples go through this and figure it out just in time to try to save their relationship. Others are not so lucky. Maybe this is just fate’s way of testing us in our relationships. How much adversity can you actually endure? How many fights and misunderstandings can you overcome? And after all that, will you still choose to be together? Or will you accept the fact that you’ve outgrown each other, acknowledge that you’ve grown apart from each other and simply just walk away?

Loving the Imperfections

“You learn to love, not by finding a perfect person,

but by learning to see an imperfect person perfectly.”

Someday..Somewhere

Dear...

Wanita Yang Indah

"Pandangan mata seorang wanita lebih tajam dan merbahaya daripada tembusan panah yang berbisa. Oleh itu awasilah selalu agar jangan terkena panahan matanya..."

Aduhai wanita sungguh mahal pandangan mu di mata lelaki, tapi kenapa masih ada lagi yang tidak menyedari? Dirimu terlalu agung di mata lelaki dan terlalu mulia di sisi pencipta mu; namun itu semua hanya jika kau tahu mengagungkan dan memuliakan diri mu sendiri. Menjadi wanita adalah satu anugerah yang tepaling indah. Seharum mana pun wangian kasturi tidak mampu menandingi wangian budi pekertimu, lembutnya gumpalan kapas masih tewas dek kelembutan tingkah mu, halusnya butiran pasir yang menjadi peneman setia si pantai masih tidak dapat menandingi halusnya tuturmu.

Duhai wanita sebenarnya, maruah diri yang kau galas lebih berat daripada bongkah bongkah batu yang besar, kau menepis dengan penuh sabar tiap godaan nafsu dunia yang datang bertubi tubi hingga hampir mengheretmu ke kancah yang penuh onar. Percayalah wanita, akan ada bahagia diakhir kesengsaraanmu asal saja kesabaran menjadi bentengmu.

Wanita ku, terima saja makian yang bederu deru ibarat halilintar yang singgah di cupingmu, terima saja itu dengan senyuman dan ambil saja sebagai halwa telinga yang mengajarkan mu erti kesabaran. Itu sebenarnya dendangan sumbang dari bibir bibir sumbing yang ingin melihat mu sungkur. Percayalah akan ada berita manis yang singgah dicupingmu suatu masa nanti asal saja gunung kesabaranmu tidak pernah kau tarah.

Saudara wanitaku, iman mu adalah perisai, agamamu adalah landasanmu disetiap langkah yang kau atur. Jangan sesekali kau biarkan anasir songsang memperkotak katikan iman mu apatah lagi agama yang kau kandung hanya kerana nikmat duniawi semata mata, jangan kau gadaikan maruahmu yang tidak ada galang gantinya hanya kerana mengejar sesuatu yang tidak mungkin bisa kau kendong. Andai kata kau tersungkur, segeralah bangkit dan sekiranya kau tersasar jauh dari landasan hidupmu atur kembali langkahmu bersama titipan iman dan mulakan dengan langkah yang baru. Sedangkan sang jentayu yang kepatahan sayapnya masih bisa hidup bertongkat paruh apatah lagi kau yang dianugerahkan akal fikiran. Jangan bersedih wahai wanita andai apa yang kau ingini tidak kau beroleh di dunia, syurga itu sentiasa menanti mu. Bulatnya iman dan takwa sumaiyah ketika di hunuskan tombak ditubuhnya, demikian jugalah bulat iman mu harus kepada pencipta mu.

Peganglah kata kata ini, "kau sebenarnya tidak akan tersasar seandainya keimananmu kau jadikan sebagai tunjang dalam kehidupan".

Wanita, biar tawadukmu lebih menggungung daripada kejelitaanmu, biar keayuan mu terpancar dek kerana lemah gemalainya perilaku, biar kebijaksanaan mu terpampang oleh tingginya ilmu mu. Jangan sesaat pun kau lupa setianya masyitah pada Tuhannya, agungnya kasih khadijah kepada agamanya dan perjuangan srikandi srikandi agama terdahulu. Jadikan agama mu sebagai tunjang yang memperkasakan akidah mu, biar kesabaranmu manjadi benteng perjuanganmu dan lebarkan iman mu dengan sejuta lapis sifat mahmuda.

Jadilah kita wanita paling bahagia... NUR IZZATI SHAFII

Yakinlan Nur Izzati Shafii...

"Dinikahi wanita itu kerana empat perkara; kerana hartanya, keturunannya, kecantikkannya dan agamanya. Maka pilihlah dalam hal keagamaannya. Nescaya beruntunglah kedua-dua tanganmu." (Hadis Riwayat Bukhari dan Muslim)

Wahai saudaraku...Cinta pertama mengukir peristiwa, menguggat pelbagai perkara. Ketahuilah saudara, jangan mempercayai pada pandangan mata, ia hanya pandangan syaitan durjana. Usah memujiku lebih darinya, kiranya diri ini masih kurang seadanya, idea hanyalah pandangan manusia, belum tentu betul pada pandangan yang Esa. Sempurnaku tak sempurna Nabiku, kerana aku hanya manusia biasa, dan ketahuilah sahabat, manusia tidak akan pernah sempurna.

Wahai saudaraku...janganlah kau membanding-bandingkan diriku dengan insan lain, sesungguhnya Allah tidak menyukai hambaNya mempersoal mengenai keburukan mereka. Kiranya engkau membenci kemaksiatan, tugasmu adalah membawa mereka berhijrah dan tidak sesekali berhujah untuk menyemarakkan lagi hati mereka.

Kirannya aku jatuh cinta padamu, itu kerana aku jatuh cinta pada kesederhanaanmu, dan kiranya aku membenci dirimu, tidak bermakna aku membenci dirmu, tetapi aku membenci egomu. ingatlah wahai Adam, manusia adalah sama, hiris tangan, pastinya darah yang mengalir adalah merah. Hanya Allah yang dapat membezakan hambanya, dan kita sebagai hamba tidak layak untuk membuat penilaian.

Andainya kamu mencintaiku kerana Allah yang maha Pencipta..Sesungguhnya aku belum berpunya, diriku hanyalah untuk Dia. Aku menerima lamaranmu dengan hati yang terbuka, Kiranya ini menambahkan ketaqwaanku padaNya. Inilah nota-nota cintaku buatmu lelaki yang akan bergelar suami…

Yakinlah NUR IZZATI SHAFII bahawa sesungguhnya jodoh itu rahsia Allah dan masanya pasti akan tiba...

The 3 trees

Once there were three trees on a hill in the woods. They were discussing their hopes and dreams when the first tree said, “Someday I hope to be a treasure chest. I could be filled with gold, silver and precious gems. I could be decorated with intricate carving and everyone would see the beauty.”

Then the second tree said, “Someday I will be a mighty ship. I will take kings and queens across the waters and sail to the corners of the world. Everyone will feel safe in me because of the strength of my hull.”

Finally the third tree said, “I want to grow to be the tallest and straightest tree in the forest. People will see me on top of the hill and look up to my branches, and think of the heavens and God and how close to them I am reaching. I will be the greatest tree of all time and people will always remember me.”

After a few years of praying that their dreams would come true, a group of woodsmen came upon the trees. When one came to the first tree he said, “This looks like a strong tree, I think I should be able to sell the wood to a carpenter” … and he began cutting it down. The tree was happy, because he knew that the carpenter would make him into a treasure chest.

At the second tree a woodsman said, “This looks like a strong tree, I should be able to sell it to the shipyard.” The second tree was happy because he knew he was on his way to becoming a mighty ship.

When the woodsmen came upon the third tree, the tree was frightened because he knew that if they cut him down his dreams would not come true. One of the woodsmen said, “I don’t need anything special from my tree so I’ll take this one”, and he cut it down. When the first tree arrived at the carpenters, he was made into a feed box for animals. He was then placed in a barn and filled with hay. This was not at all what he had prayed for. The second tree was cut and made into a small fishing boat. His dreams of being a mighty ship and carrying kings had come to an end. The third tree was cut into large pieces and left alone in the dark. The years went by, and the trees forgot about their dreams.

Then one day, a man and woman came to the barn. She gave birth and they placed the baby in the hay in the feed box that was made from the first tree. The man wished that he could have made a crib for the baby, but this manger would have to do. The tree could feel the importance of this event and knew that it had held the greatest treasure of all time. Years later, a group of men got in the fishing boat made from the second tree. One of them was tired and went to sleep. While they were out on the water, a great storm arose and the tree didn’t think it was strong enough to keep the men safe. The men woke the sleeping man, and he stood and said “Peace” and the storm stopped. At this time, the tree knew that it had carried the King of Kings in its boat.

Finally, someone came and got the third tree. It was through the streets as the people mocked the man who was carrying it. When they came to a stop, the man was nailed to the tree and raised in the air to die at the top of a hill. When Sunday came, the tree came to realize that it was strong enough to stand at the top of the hill and be as close to God as was possible, because Jesus had been crucified on it.

The moral of this story is that when things don’t seem to be going your way, always know that God has a plan for you. If you place your trust in Him, He will give you great gifts. Each of the trees got what they wanted, just not in the way they had imagined. We don’t always know what God’s plans are for us. We just know that His ways are not our ways, but His ways are always best.

Key to My Heart

You have the key to my heart, but don’t take it for granted,

I could always change the lock.

I wish s/he knew

Someone will walk into your life...

Someday someone’s going to walk into your life that will make you thank all the guys that walked out!





The story of the sadness

Once upon a time there was a little woman who walked along the dusty field path. She was quite old yet her steps were light and springy and her smile had the fresh glow of a carefree girl. She stopped at a cowered figure and looked down. She couldn’t recognize much.

The being that sat in the dirt on the path seemed to be almost bodiless. She reminded her of a grey flannel blanket with human shape.

The little woman bent a little forward and asked: “Who are you?”


“Oh, the Sadness!” said the woman pleased as if she would greet an old friend.

“You know me?” asked the Sadness mistrusting.

“Of course I know you! You accompanied me every once in a while over and over again on parts of my path.”

“Yes, but…” said the Sadness suspiciously. “Why don’t you run away from me? Aren’t you afraid?”

“Why should I run from you, my dear? You know very well yourself that you catch up with everybody who tries to get away from you. But, what I wanted to ask you: Why do you look so discouraged?”

“I am … sad”, replied the grey figure with broken voice.

The little woman sat down at her side. “So, you are sad”, she said and nodded with understanding. “Tell me what bothers you.”

The Sadness sighed deeply. Was there really someone who would like to listen to her this time? How often did she wish for that to happen.

“You know”, she started hesitantly and very astonished, “it’s just that nobody actually likes me. It is my destiny to visit humans for a while but when I show up they are scared of me. They are afraid of me and try to avoid me like the plague.”

The Sadness swallowed some tears. “They invented phrases that they try to ban me with. They say things like: ‘Nonsense, I can’t be sad. Life is always bright and fun.’ and their fake smiles give them stomach cramps and they have a hard time breathing. They say: ‘Praise is what makes us tough.’ and then they end up with heartache. They say, ‘One just has to put it all together and suck it up!’ and then they feel all kinds of aches and pains in their shoulders and their backs. They say: ‘Only weak people cry!’ and the banked up tears almost make their heads burst. Or they try to numb themselves with alcohol or drugs so that they don’t have to feel me.”

“Oh yes”, confirmed the old woman, “I’ve met people like that before.”

The Sadness turned even sadder… “But all I want is to help humans. When I am very close to them they can face themselves. I help them build a nest to cuddle up in to take care of their wounds. Somebody who is sad has very thin skin. Old sorrows surface again like a bad healed wound and that can hurt a lot. But who is able to face their grief and sorrow and cries? All the uncried tears can truly make their wounds heal. People don’t want me to help them though. Instead they put on a flashy smile on top of their scars. Or they put on a heavy shield of bitterness.”

The Sadness was silent now. Her crying at first was weak, then it became stronger and finally it was very desperate.

The little, old woman hugged her, caressed the shaky bundle and thought to herself how soft and gentle Sadness felt. “Cry, Sadness, let your tears flow”, she whispered full of love. “Rest so that you can gather your strength back. From now on you shall not wander all by yourself. I will join you so that discouragement and despair can’t take over anymore.”

The Sadness quit crying. She looked her new companion straight in the eyes: “But, but who are you?”
“Me?” said the old lady with a smile on her face and then she laughed again like a carefree young girl. “I am HOPE.”

~Izzatis~Two almost lifeless tired eyes looked up towards her. “Me? I am the Sadness”, whispered the voice haltingly and softly, almost too soft to hear.