Tafakur Love Mualaf

Bonchap 3

Again I found something strange, the reason is still you. It makes no sense, but insists on being firm. Not knowing anymore logic must exhort the heart. How many times, or even thousands of days. He remained single-selected, without wanting to increase the number.

Actually not the concept, maybe not the same. I don't know which one I'm feeling, I'm actually sorry or just sad. Stalking a lot of dialogue, just to express a conscience. I wrote it in tears, in the pangs of pain.

I can accept we're done, before there's any romance. But most painfully, this name is at stake. It hurts to be misunderstood, it hurts to be humiliated, it hurts to be made fun of. It was like falling, then being hit by a giant building. Only tears can explain, when I've run out of words.

I was actually tired, when I went far. It was hard, but someone brought it back. It was painful, like a nightmare that wanted to be considered non-existent. Why am I stuck feeling, which is not funny like this. Contacting you alone can no longer, but it cannot be said to be impossible one day.

I'm really a poor man, not listened to by anyone. Accept that I am not an important person. I may be just a stained pearl. I'm just a human being, given a memory. It's all about pain, without any beautiful carvings.

I looked at the flowing river, rushing, without pause. It certainly looks smooth, because of His will. The storyline that befell me, no more because of His ordinance. I just want to go, run away from the neighborhood. I want to open a new page, and throw away the present reality.

I may have wanted to see you before, but now it feels like I'm gone. Even saying your name in prayer, has been very reluctant. You've started to get foreign in your heart, and that's really good. I must awaken my heart, with the advice of logic.

Honestly, I can't accept the love of my life. Now I really want to be alone. Collecting chunks of coins, just to accumulate material. Leave it like this, because reality does require defense. When he was sick he became an intermediary, to take me to the doctor.

Of love? Hahah.it is not important now. I don't need it, I really don't need it. I just want to be alone, accompanied by my whole mind. It's terrible to be in love, it turns out to be more afraid than heights. If broken can be in pieces, make the heart fall apart.

In this life God is the scenario, the storyline is determined as destiny. There is not even one human being on earth who can change the design at Lauhul Mahfudz. So it's useless, want to fight as high as anything. Similarly, on the contrary, to be avoided and shunned must meet. That is how God works.

Let's just follow it, to where God stops. I'm not lonely in this single day either. I'm happy enough, even feel valuable. Only by the way I am faithful to Your holy verse is it the most real proof of love. Regarding the taste in humans, it should not be necessary. I don't want to bother, with this pointless world.

Love can be lost over time, but the memory of the wound will be there. That's why I never wanted to date. We're not in a relationship, it could be this painful. What else, when a bond is established. I'll never know, the memory of this trauma can be lost or not.

I've been trying, so far I'm used to it. However, this tongue was bankrupt to speak. A flash of bad memories always danced around, inside my strong memory.