Writer's Block. 2
It's acutal title is : Today, and the rest of your life.
But, because i can't write these days, it's just going to be the same. This is an exception.
Every beginning, scares the life out of you. And this one is too. It's jumbled feelings, all mixed, making you sound so confused. In reality, just wanting the best, but when it comes down to it, it's everything that doesn't like the best.
So as of today.
She might not be around. She might not love you. She might love someone else. She might not have the time. She might change, all over again. Thing's will find the need to begin from scratch. You're scared.
You're slightly even envious.
It's going to be okay.
Trust Allah.
But, because i can't write these days, it's just going to be the same. This is an exception.
Every beginning, scares the life out of you. And this one is too. It's jumbled feelings, all mixed, making you sound so confused. In reality, just wanting the best, but when it comes down to it, it's everything that doesn't like the best.
So as of today.
She might not be around. She might not love you. She might love someone else. She might not have the time. She might change, all over again. Thing's will find the need to begin from scratch. You're scared.
You're slightly even envious.
It's going to be okay.
Trust Allah.
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