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Allah loves me so much, I know..
And to have a very loving, caring and supportive parents
is one of the best blessing from Allah

They never opposed me to further my study
despite of our unstable financial situation

My mak is very good in words in order to console me

"Sebab kita tak kaya la kita kena belajaq sampai berjaya."

My abah is very cool as ever

"Biaq apa orang nak kata, abah nak anak abah berusaha sungguh-sungguh untuk capai cita-cita."


And whenever Allah gives me hurdle,
They keep remind me of Allah
Hugs me in their dua's
And keep on believe in me


AlhamduLillah for these loves Allah..

But the thing is, I can't resist to feel how useless I am
to be a 26 years old daughter
yet still keep on burdening my parents

Thus, I play my fight song..again

Loving can hurt
Loving can hurt sometimes
But it's the only thing that I know
When it gets hard
You know it can get hard sometimes
It is the only thing that makes us feel alive

To those who affected by my ego for furthering my study 

(especially mak & abah) 

I'm very sorry..

We keep this love in a photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Hearts are never broken
Times forever frozen still

To everyone who accept my decision

and support me

spiritually, mentally, and physically 

Thank you..

Very very much..

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone
Wait for me to come home

You guys will never be forgotten insyaAllah

Loving can heal
Loving can mend your soul
And it's the only thing that I know (know)
I swear it will get easier
Remember that with every piece of ya
And it's the only thing we take with us when we die

To everyone who lend their ears to listen to my whine

who raised their hands and pray to Allah

for that Allah makes everything easy for me

cares and protects me all the way

anytime and anywhere I am

Thank you..

We keep this love in this photograph
We made these memories for ourselves
Where our eyes are never closing
Our hearts were never broken
Times forever frozen still

So you can keep me
Inside the pocket
Of your ripped jeans
Holdin' me closer
'Til our eyes meet
You won't ever be alone

And if you hurt me
That's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go

Because the thing that you guys did for me are much more meaningful

And I'm the one who always hurt your feeling

I'm sorry..

Wait for me to come home [4x]

InsyaAllah I will be back with victory

Oh you can fit me
Inside the necklace you got when you were 16
Next to your heartbeat
Where I should be
Keep it deep within your soul

Thank you very much for endless thought and prayers..

And if you hurt me
Well, that's OK, baby, only words bleed
Inside these pages you just hold me
And I won't ever let you go

When I'm away
I will remember how you kissed me
Under the lamppost
Back on 6th street
Hearing you whisper through the phone,
"Wait for me to come home."

For unconditional love

warm hugs and kisses

Thank you mak abah

I'm very grateful to Allah

For lending me such great parents
And for all those loves, tears, sacrifices and difficulties for raising me up till now, 

May Allah grant my wishes to bring my parents to Jannah
Aameen