again.
Allah has sent him into my life, for a reason that I've always wondered why..
Too much question lingered inside my mind, what are we, where do I stand? I can't get mad, I can't demand.
All the care, lovable laugh, all the happiness, with nothing in return. The tears he would never notice, across the phone call at that night. How do I handle such these things? But you know, love, even it's one sided- it is still love. A love that is unsustainable, unequal. But then, all I want is for him to be happy, though I break everytime he calls her name. But what else I can do other than kneel down, and whispers his name between my prayer?
Too much question lingered inside my mind, what are we, where do I stand? I can't get mad, I can't demand.
All the care, lovable laugh, all the happiness, with nothing in return. The tears he would never notice, across the phone call at that night. How do I handle such these things? But you know, love, even it's one sided- it is still love. A love that is unsustainable, unequal. But then, all I want is for him to be happy, though I break everytime he calls her name. But what else I can do other than kneel down, and whispers his name between my prayer?
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