Can I..?

Can I be strong?

How we've came this far. Yet we still need to say goodbye.

Will everything will be the same for the next ten years? 

Will you laugh at my jokes and would I be your crying shoulder like we used to?

 The songs we used to hum and laugh at the croaking chords. Will they still can be our songs?

Would you still remember my clumsiness and my silly habits?

Will you still remember my smiles and our secret handshakes?

Will you tell your children how you used to have a very plain girlfriend but yet she's stupid and ridicilous? 

Will you yet still tell me I'm the most beautiful

even though I know I'm not?

The prayers we used to request together in front of our Allah?

The days when you whisper me courages when I thought I cannot go on.

The days when we learn to accept and forgive.

 Would you still remember me in your prayers?

The way you patted our heart when any of us cry in pain? Would you still be there?

When there are the days when you fit the role of being my sisters when I don't have one. The role of my family when I missed them. The role of my teachers and nagged at my faults. 

All the motherly-advices you used to spread just to show me which way is perfect and which way is wrong?

Can I still hear them?

Will we look at each other the same way again?

Would our stares meet eye to eye when we meet again?

Would you still hear to my whines ever?

 Could you still be my pillow when I need a place to rant and shed tears?

Would you still believe in my sayings?

Do you will still lend me your ears and hearts to my words?

Our friendships aren't perfect. But yet you still appreciate them the way you hold it. 

But will time stand still?

How to be strong? When anything needs to be folded and keep it safe and soundly so delicately?

 How to be brave? 

 Not to shed tears for this farewell? 

I'd love you for a thousand years. Insyallah my sisters.

How can I say thank you enough? 

THANK YOU ALLAH for sending them to me.