ibu oh ibu

in His name, most Merciful, most Beneficient. and peace be upon you.

when your parents also become your friends, they are your best friends.
i can't wait to be half the wife she is to walid.

sea ocean

it has been an absence,
of unbearable tears,
but so as to say a presence,
of  rushing memories.
let not the wind blow your touch,
for her body will shatter.
do you not wonder of her well-being,
is she still smiling the way she use to.
perhaps one day these words,
will find it's way to you,
in a tiny, tightly closed bottle,
with a message,
flowing with the wave in the vast open sea.

in time

“She followed slowly, taking a long time,
As though there were some obstacles in the way;
And yet: as though, once it was overcome,
She would be beyond all walking, and would fly." -Rainer Maria Rilke

speak.

my voice can only go so loud, 

so i'm going to let those that bared witness to my love,

to tell you of it.