The Hardest Thing…
by Amalia
is to wake up everyday, not knowing what to do, not expecting anything, and thinking that tomorrow will be the same.
The hardest thing among all is not knowing who to ask for a shoulder to cry on… or just to share about anything.
Ya Allah… You are the only One I count on. Help me with this. Keep me in the remembrance of You so I can go pass this stage soon.
🙁 apparently i missed a lot of posts ! i can’t read them now all … but i like reading ! and for some reason ! ( maybe that you write very well ) i feel it all
You are just saying what I’ve been trying to speak it out all these times, in a simple sentence. Genius!