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Kahan hun mein

While you sit here and worry, there are people making dua for you. They love you and Allah loves you. He loves you. And He knows of the difficulties you are in and the distress you're feeling. And He has already made for you, a way out and you are so near my love, you are so near.

Sometimes i think about him, crying, questioning how is he doing nowadays, has he found someone else?, is he okay, does he pass over me , or has he made someone feel so unique and then leave them to suffer , like how he treated me. I think so much about him that it hurts to see how iam breaking into pieces after he left me. And wonder what would've happen if he never left.

"Dear patience If I pour my heart out, can you keep a promise? Cause the situation,Is like a mountain that's been weighing on my conscience."

"I hate the way you talk to me, and the way you cut your hair. I hate the way you drive my car. I hate it when you stare. I hate your big dumb combat boots, and the way you read my mind. I hate you so much it makes me sick; it even makes me rhyme. I hate it, I hate the way you're always right. I hate it when you lie. I hate it when you make me laugh, even worse when you make me cry. I hate it when you're not around, and the fact that you didn't call. But mostly I hate the way I don't hate you. Not even close, not even a little bit, not even at all."

James & Alyssa.

"But love is my soulmate, mother of my child, love of my life."