I'm sorry.
I'm sorry for being so insecure and get sad easily...

Today, I felt like you were ignoring me because I did something wrong and although you said it wasn't me, I can't help it and I became sad for a really long time. Don't feel bad, it's not your fault. It's mine.

For being so stupid.
For being so sensitive and used to being threatened and abused.
It's just I'm so scared of losing you.
It's something I hope doesn't happen.
It's my now #1 fear.

I'm sorry, Meri Jaan. 
I hope you can forgive me for everything.


Something happened today.
Or rather, somethings were said.

I do not know why he doesn't like me but, I'm sorry.
I'm sorry that I've become a problem between you two, I didn't mean to be.
I'm sorry for being selfish because I'm scared it'll change us - I don't want it to.
I love you so much, even if there are some people out there who do not approve of me.
Like I've said so many times before, I will fight for you, for us.
You are my everything, my life.
I love you so, so, much!
Right now, you're sleeping and I'm here listening to "Can't help falling in love with you" by Elvis and tears are streaming down my cheeks as I think about how I want to be yours forever, dreaming of our future.

Baby, I love you so much and I won't let you ever forget that! ♥

Today is Special.

Monday, May 22, 2017.
This day may seem like an ordinary day for most of you but today, today was a very special day for me.
Today was the day my best friend told me his feelings for me.

I love you and I have for quite some time now and to know that you feel the same for me, makes my heart sing with pure joy.

Although, we are not together and might not ever be, I pray that maybe, just maybe one day our paths will cross each other and on that day we will be together. 

Together from then and into Jannah. 
My handsome Dostie.
You have my heart.

Distorted Reality

My head is laid against the cold glass window, looking out fear start to surface.
This isn't real.
No wait, it is. No need need to worry.
It's not...how do I escape? How do I get back home.
I'm scared. I'm alone.

I n v i s a b l e

Invisibility.
A skill I’ve seemed to have acquired over the years;
I’m as invisible as a ghost, as air-no one notices me. 
As every day passes, my existences slowly begins to fade…
Until one day, I will be no more; 
I will be invisible.
-Zaara Catherine