Someday in August

Someday in August, I realizes.
It's not all about rainbows and miracle.
It's about heartbreak,
survival,
and getting stronger.
Someday in August, I didn't regret.
I didn't regret loving him.
I looks at it as a form of a gift.
Someday in August, I thank God.
For sent him into my life.
Even if he didn't love me the way I loves him,
I'm thankful for the fact that I knows him.
Someday in August, I closed my eyes then I cried.
Knowing this is a part of gift that I have to let go,
when it wasn't even mine at the first place.
Him.