In any prayer, sorry, I dare not mention your name.
Because I just want to beg for Him.
Not to you.
Whoever Allah sends to accompany my life journey
will I receive with love. Because to me, a mate is not
about with whom, but about because of who.
And I, want to make God a reason.
And I, want to make heaven as a destination.
With or without you once.
To you, whose eyes have met me then arose this
feeling.
Sorry, if at this moment I choose tuk away. Keep the
distance.
Hug her patiently.
Grasping longing tightly.
Even so, I must bear to slaughter the feelings of fithrah who want to always meet with you.
Ah to you. Thank you for playing the stage in my
life,yes.
But again sorry ... Forgive now, as this is the story,
that is, remain the other person.
Before everything is ready, I am me and you are you.
Duhai realize, this feeling does not necessarily make
me and you must be us, right?
@iqbal-aba