February 2012
30 posts
Ya Allah
rumiandshit:
You’ve seen me at my best and my worst. You’ve been beside me when I cried, laughed and screamed. You’ve witnessed my good and evil, my arrogance and humility. You’ve seen me at every single phase of my life and yet you still give me what I ask for. The words to thank you fail me, but I know You understand the gratitude that flows through me. When I bow my head to worship you, I bow...
“No, we weren’t lovers, but in a way we had opened ourselves to each other even...”
– Haruki Murakami, Norwegian Wood (via floralnymph)
What does promises and hearts have in common?...
