Bowled Over By The Broken
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No matter how close you are to them, there are certain things you just don't say.
No matter how lonely you feel, there are certain people you just don't befriend.
No matter how much you've fallen, there's always a guy you shouldn't give your heart to...
Sadly for me, I learnt the last one only after I had gotten my heart broken.
They say that you shouldn't look down upon anyone, or you will be put in their situation and made to experience the crisis. When I was fourteen, I had rolled my eyes at a girl who was sobbing histerically over a guy who liked her best friend. And I was probably paying the price for that now.
However, I was trying my best to fit my feet in the shoes I had been given. I was trying and I was managing just fine. What I didn't need was a trouble maker who entered my life without permission.
The guy who claimed to be bowled over by me, the one with a broken heart.
Little did he know, I had entrusted myself to Al Malik, The Owner of me and my heart. And if he had to reach me, he had to do so by pleasing Allah.
Which wasn't possible for a guy like him.
Or so I thought.
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