I'm strong enough to save myself, but still wanting someone to come and save me regardless.

I want someone who sees my broken pieces, my mistakes and my flaw, and still says I'm worth it. I want someone who can handle me at my best — I also want someone who can handle me at my worst. I want someone who will stay through it all and love me for I am not who they want me to be.

I know that I am capable of saving myself. But there's a part of me that still years for someone to come and rescue me, to swoop in and take away all my suffering and pain. It's like a desperate plea for someone to take away my burdens and make everything alright again, even though I know that I can do it myself.

Once the rain is over, an umbrella becomes a burden to everyone.

That is how loyalty ends when benefits stop.

I am constantly trying to communicate something incommunicable, to explain something inexplicable, to tell about something I only feel in my bones and which can only be experienced in those bones.

When you change, don't announce it. Just bloom.

And what I really intended to say, in the end it remains unsaid.

To fall in love is easy, but to remain in love is a constant hardwork that both parties need to work on

"Perhaps the misfortune that you do not like, leads you to a beautiful destiny that you never dreamed of"

If we're meant to be, may Allah reunite us with the best version of us.

May Allah guide me and you to stay on the right path.

For your peace of mind, do not try to understand everything.

If you constantly remember Allah, Allah will show you signs that he is remembering you.

"Does knowing me more lead to loving me less?"

"May you find someone who speaks your language so you don't have to spend a lifetime translating your soul." 🫀

"You like taking care of people because it heals the part of you that needed someone to take care of you"

The hardest part about practising Islam isn't prayer or fasting or hijab, it's perfecting your character, it's trying not to speak ill of someone, it's controlling your anger, it's making sure you aren't accidentally hurting someone.

Perhaps, we should learn to love ourselves so loudly, it silences our insecurities.

After all, when something ends, something new blooms. When something breaks, something comes to fix.

"How can a man expect peace from a woman he's made miserable"

If Allah making you wait, you're in good company.