It’s so hard to forget pain, but it’s even harder to remember sweetness. We have no scar to show for happiness. We learn so little from peace.
Chuck Palahniuk “Diary”
(Source: sammae-says, via something-all-along)
My emotions are strong, but my words fall weak. If I could paint this night any colour I wanted, I’d paint it a royal blue. Your materialistic love makes me feel royal alright, but there’s an emptiness between us that leaves me feeling blue.
"When you go closer to Islam, it’s natural for you to become alone. People won’t be there as much as they were, and you’ll have a hard time connecting with anyone on any sort of level. But, Allah does this to give you strength, to enrich you with independence from imperfection and to rely only on Him."
I have given you the opportunity to choose so choose whether to die on my chest or on the pages of my poetry.