more than you'll ever know;

i had a point, to take note of, to place it here. for remembrance. for a reminder. but unlike others, i let it linger for a while, just to see if was strong enough, worth the note down, worth the pondering. it was intact, it stuck right behind everything i ever remembered to do today, chores, groceries, cooking, cleaning, reading.

and the minute i sat down to start typing, it vanished. blended into thin air. and im not quite sure where this will go, but lets see if i can find it somewhere in between. lets see if this works one more time.

if back then, all other times, all thoughts could be turned into words, all feelings were put down in form of writing, im finding it hard to explain this one. unlike others, this is highly unexplainable. im not confused, i might be afraid of the consequences, the willingness to walk into the line, but i know its the best for this time.

enough listening to externals, its time to listen to the heart. the heart dont usually coincide with mr brain, but matters of the heart are duly movements from Ya 'Alim.

if people realized where they placed their hearts, they would never be disappointed. put them in the right hands, in the right place, and everything else will work its way.

ive re-arranged, ive changed. ive taken whats mine and place it where it should rightfully be, inshaaAllah, Ya Raheem, have mercy on me, show me whats worth fighting for, and what isn't.

lets see from here

wallhu'alam