Someday

Someday,
The questions,
Will have answers,
In your own thoughts,
They'll voice all out.

Someday,
You'll know,
Why I left,
Abruptly,
Just like that.

Someday,
You'd realise,
I have reasons,
A little and somewhat,
More than enough.

Someday,
Your sadness,
Will be your joy,
In your own words,
They'll surface.

-A piece of Junaidah's thoughts