And they keep asking me where happiness can be found, but I am no longer trying to find happiness I just appreciate where I am and then happiness finds me.

O Allah, heal the break in my heart and fill it with peace and contentment with Your decree.

cannot keep feeling sad. need to cheer myself up.

Saw your eyes once.
Didn’t think much of it.
But something quietly stayed.
Funny how the smallest moments
become the loudest in silence.

P.S. the messages you will never read...

A busy, cute, smart, unpredictable, unreadable, 99+ adjectives kind of girl...
The kind who keeps her standards high and her heart guarded.
The one who’s been saying no to all the candidates...
Somehow, she likes you (kind of)

P.S. and you do not even know.

Maybe your garden is not growing because every time a flower grows, you cut it to prove to someone that you are a gardener.

Self-love is the only ocean you can never drown in the deeper you dive in, the more your lungs fill with air.

So’ngra qiz dedi-ki:

Balki uning yuragi duo bilan to‘lgan, balki ko‘ngli birovni baxtli qilgan...
Negadir Alloh qalbimga hech kimga his qildirmagam tuyg‘uni aynan unga atab yubordi.
Man tanlamadim, bu tuyg‘u mani tanladi.
Sokin yurgan yurak nihoyat bitta ismga titradi.

P.S. yurakning “jiz” etishi shu ekanmi… qiziq…

If you believe me, I guess I'II get on a plane
Fly to your city
Excited to see your face
Hold me, console me,
And then I'II leave without a trace…

Starting the day with Fajr, dhikr, and just a portion of Surat al-Baqarah…
SubhanAllah, it hits different.
There is a kind of peace in the heart that nothing else can bring.

P.S. Like the soul remembers where it belongs.

Dua of the day:

Ya Allah, surround us with righteous, kind-hearted people, those whose presence brings us closer to You. Ameen.

Ilk bahorimsan mani ❤️

P.S. bunday she'r yozgan odam nimalar his qilgan ekan-a!

Sometimes, this mind, shaped by past wounds, chases what is not available.
Maybe I was walking in the wrong direction all along.
But love… it doesn’t ask for permission.
It doesn’t choose religion, language, or nationality.
It simply happens.

And yes, deep down I knew, maybe it was only in my mind.
But the way it felt?
It was real.
At least to me.
And that’s enough for this heart to remember it softly.

I'm forcing myself to accept something I deeply don't want to accept.

I’ve always been protective of my time and energy (almost too protective). It’s like I’ve built this invisible wall around my attention, one that I’ve never really let anyone through (if you know, you know)...

And now? You’ve somehow found a spot in the middle of it all. You’re lingering, a little more than you probably should be.

P.S. Knowing for 99.9% that this might not be the right way, my heart still clings to that 0.01% hope.

P.S.1. The feelings you never knew I had for you...

Surah Al-Baqarah 2:221

As usual, she said "Intellect over feelings"

No excuses, no regrets.