Forgive me, when i forget to remember that there is nothing worth rushing to lift my head off the ground when i kneel down to worship you, and so i heedlessly rush over my prayer and run to my worldly affairs,
In preparation for our beloved guest this year, and grattitude that we lived to at least experience the anticipation and longing for the month of Ramadhan i talked to a few people and had them share their thoughts about this month,
I like to believe in love. The way i believe in death, only love doesn’t have her shit right. Love will irk you to your last nerve, but you will hold on, you will want to let go but you will hold on.