Secrets may be revealed.
People you thought you knew will turn out to not be who they are.
People you didn't expect would have stabbed you in the back.
Know that your Lord is with you...He used you to fulfill His purpose, and one day you'll take joy in that.
So imagine, Allah who loves us even more, how much we must break His heart when we disbelieve and seek other gods whilst He's the faithful, the true.
Imagine that He still punishes us, even though He'd so love to forgive us.
If only we knew, and seek Him.
One man's queen, another's whore?
You can find out that she's a witch, a pathological liar, a psychopath who played you, even a whore, even a prostitute who sells herself for money...unworthy of you.
But it still won't help the heart from breaking.
And even a whore, if Allah wills He purifies her and makes her a queen.
Which of us is immune to being corrupted, but only by the mercy of the Most High.
But let there be remorse and sincere repentance.
Coz I have what we had, and it seems better than all else.
It says don't covet another man's wife...
But I'm not coveting another's...I'm desiring the one I had.
Maybe in that aspect is better to live in the past...and maybe there's a future you don't yet know.
A dream of you, used to bring me sadness...but now I crave them, and I had one recently, and you were like the most beautiful woman in the world.
I need you to break my heart, so it can repair this poisonous magic.
I'd rather desire you and never have you...
Turned in iCloud and for some reason found a journal you kept.
You're right. Everything about me.
If only things were more aligned...
I was still discovering myself, and unfortunately it was messy...if I had known then what I know now.
But still, unfortunately the heart lacks spirit. No drive, no meaningful direction...so maybe I'm still no good to anyone.
We could have been happier. Maybe I could be happier now.
I could strive and achieve, and conform...but honestly, I can't...I just can't.
I'm hurting and I'm confused and there's nobody I want to turn to...and I think God has abandoned me.
I'm sad...I'm scared...I'm overwhelmed with emotions...I hurt physically...I have this feeling in my stomach.
I miss you...you were my person.
It's like you're my anchor.
When I'm hurt I go back to what we had...and I hold on...but right now nothing seems enough to keep me grounded...the pain that I'm feeling.
To have the pieces of my heart put together, just to be broken all over again.