Dandellion

 


Hi, it's been months

How have you been?

How's life since we stopped talking?

I won't lie, I miss you

But I know missing you isn't enough of a reason to reach out again

I really hope life is treating you well

I would be so happy if you truly happy now

Not hearing from you has brought me some peace,

but honestly even though we're not in touch, you're still in my heart and my du'a every night

I still think about you all the time,

You're always on my mind, and in my heart

part of me wonders if you still do

though I'm not sure,

but I secretly hope you do

I revisit our old messages, I know I shouldn't.

But they remind me of how happy we were,

I still have your pictures

It's the only way I can see your smile now

I don't know if things ever work out in my favor, but I know things always work out in Allah's favor.

And that is the best of the best situation that could ever be. 

I miss you.


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(Found it on tiktok, and I kinda like it).


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