Sunday, February 5, 2017

..:: Another Photograph ::..




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 can't stand to hear my struggle
Since I'm not that patient to hold the tears and depressions
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
I know you want the best for me
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."




To all of you and my wonderwall (you know who you are)


May Allah bless all of you

May Allah forgive me and lead me towards a better muslim

Ameen


InsyaAllah all is well Mimie

Have faith

:)





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