Dear December,
I still remember how I felt this time last year.
The moments when I believed I was finally healing,
when I thought I had found pure and honest love.
But I was wrong—completely wrong.
It turned out to be the opposite of everything I had hoped for.
Dear December,
Now, just one month remains until a new year begins.
Things feel so different this time.
This year, it’s just me—only me.
With one month left, I hope for better endings.
May this month bring closure, peace, and ease.
May Allah make everything easier.
In Shaa Allah.
