Oh My Allah, I think I like him.
its been a long since i feel this way
a feel that dominated my mind
interrupted my actions
controlled my words.
a smile that make me smile
the words that make me
want to jump to the star
the same hobby that we share together
the charisma that caught my eyes
the ilm' in your head
all these things make me want to
keep you for myself.
if we are meant to be
but
he was never to be mine from the start
and yes
i know it.
but still-
this feel never go away.
never fade.
looking him smile
for another girl
break me into pieces
and yes,
he was never to be mine from the start
and i noticed that.
i hope looking you happy will make me happy too
although we are not meant to be together
and yes
he was never to be mine from the start
and i realised that.
"if it meant to be, it will be. Trust Allah's decision."
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