This is life. Just because you're breathing doesn't mean you're alive. And what's the hardest part of life like this? Knowing that you'll be apart with the ones who make you more than breathe at the very time you're not alive. If only I could have any huge hands to embrace em all and being with em all the time. But what if I die tomorrow, will they miss me when I'm gone?
In His majesty, He create differences. In my arrogance, I question His wisdom. In His mystery, He create temptation. In my inferiority, He make me more than I am. So here I am, (cin(t)a, 2009), at the time when I'm tired of wondering why.
Allah loves me, Allah loves you, Allah loves us... :')
In His majesty, He create differences. In my arrogance, I question His wisdom. In His mystery, He create temptation. In my inferiority, He make me more than I am. So here I am, (cin(t)a, 2009), at the time when I'm tired of wondering why.
Allah loves me, Allah loves you, Allah loves us... :')
