The only love I believe in is the one where there is no logic behind it. It exists and you keep wondering why. You should never like someone for any particular reason. Not because they buy you things or they’re beautiful or whatever but, because they exist and that’s all that really matters. If they ever ceased to exist, you’d keep putting yourself at the state of being empty without them before they’re long gone. You’d cry before you feel the cut and beat yourself up just to make the pain last; a pain that isn’t even there because you created it. This is how far away you’ll feel when you’re so close. You may never be remote but, every relationship is a falling compass. It’s a breath of unsanitary air and you’ll keep breathing it knowing that it will be what will kill you at the end.
There is a threat in everything. The rain is guested by thunder and lightening. The ground is struck by worms and moles. The sea gets deeper because it can never stop crying from being choked by salt. What about humans? What is the threat about humans? Well, I guess humans are a threat to themselves. The most poisonous and wicked of all. They infect their own species by a simple visit or a transparent stare. Maybe it’s cause they see disaster to be an art while they lose another person every day to it.
Don’t fall in love with someone just because you see them to be the pain killer that you want to abuse. Don’t fall in love with someone and forget them like the flower that you forgot to water and it’s now surrounded by weeds. Don’t tell someone you love them then turn away from them as you watch them develop into the cat who roams the streets at night as she looks through the garbage bins that others left behind in search to find someone like you. Cause after all, they’ll never find someone like you. They just might find the pieces of you in every other person they meet but, they can never find that wholeness you bring. That sense you bring into their lives. That aid, that string of reason, and reflection. They see in you what they don’t even see in themselves so don’t you ever walk away.
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Eventually, toward the end or somewhere in the middle, we become so confused and inevitable. While beauty is sand, knowledge is forecast. It comes all year round and goes around. Spreads but, later makes our arrogance stack up. A worthless stash.
All over again, I kept summoning the museum.
I thought that all over again, I’d come alive.
I thought, I’d have roots, blood and roses.
I thought I had to use the shade to grab the sunlight.
But, no matter what I did or what I steered for,
It could never happen because I didn’t try hard enough.
I always balanced my risks and went under the weather.
I thought the light traveled but, it only kept traveling because I let it go. I scared you away. Now, the thought of us numbs my neck and sinks into my lungs but the thought of your voice trapped in the sea shells and your finger tips dancing on mine makes want to try all over again.
I'm new at this thing about islam, i dont own an abaya... but I really want to go to the masjed, would you advice me what kind of clothes should I wear?
Wear a skirt and a long sleeve shirt. Top it off with a hijab.
That should be enough :)
are you going to the mosque to pray during ramadan? and what kind of clothes do you wear to go there?
Ummm, yes. I just wear my normal clothes. Abaya and Hijab. I don’t really wear anything fancy honestly.
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dude! i love you! lol have a blessed Ramadan x
dude! I love you too!
Ramadan Kareem xx :)