It has been many hours ago since the last time we talked. Since the last time I kept my phone two pillows away from me. Since the last time I watched a movie. Since the last time I sat there waiting for your reply. Since the last time I kept making my self to believe that you would read and reply it. It has been many hours ago since the last time I kept waiting for nothing. Perhaps I dived too deep until I don't know where is the surface. Perhaps I trusted too much until it breaks me. Perhaps I waited too long until I get bored. Perhaps I cared too much until it turns me into pieces. And perhaps I loved too much until it hurts me so much. But I reread the photo that islamify posted many days ago ; When we miss a bus, lose a job, or find ourselves unable to marry the person we want, have we ever stopped to consider the possibility that it may have been for our own good? Allah tells us in the Quran : "... But perhaps you hate a thing and it's good fo...
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