أَعُوذُ بِٱللَّهِ مِنَ ٱلشَّيۡطَٰنِ ٱلرَّجِيمِ، بِسْمِ اللهِ الرَّحْمٰنِ الرَّحِيْمِ
nope, didn't forget, recently the 25th, remembered as a piece of me, 'twas the day of her birth, though age matters less the longer we live, memoirs help shape Tomorrow, artwork of ambition, trying to achieve with His permission, actualization of beloved, along with proximity that fingers have always missed.
trying to keep my own constitution, as i become more the witness, to what lows humanity becomes capable, and my incapacity to change its direction. nope, i am simply a speck on the time of this earth, putting in the effort for preservation of self and beloved, trying to not forget that one Day i will account in front of my Creator, for everything He gave me, for all of the love, the pain, the anguish, the favor.
alhamdulillah for it all, on such a day, especially for having known you, for having sought you, and for seeking you and Eternity together.
