Will Perhentian Remain As Beautiful As This Ever Again?

Will it?

Will it?

It saddens me…

The dark skies, the falling rain
a reflection of my heart and its pain
the tired waves lapping at the sand
the sad state of an empty hand
everything is just wet and windless
as my heart is empty as it is lifeless
I can only pray for her to return
for it is for her that my heart yearns

I miss, love, and need you.

It rains heavily in Perhentian