أَعُوذُ بِٱللَّهِ مِنَ ٱلشَّيۡطَٰنِ ٱلرَّجِيمِ، بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ
how many times and in how many ways will you capture me? this time, inside the slight intake of breath, right before your fingers strummed the guitar, finding the tune you've always held.
alhamdulillah that my Rabb brought you to me since the beginning, for letting you be my outlet and my intake, the script of my soul, the star in my sky without which i would have faded from this earth long ago.
yeah, one day I'll be less sappy. perhaps when destinies are realized, Then is when all i am becomes real, right next to you, iA.
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