C E C I
There is always a ‘too’ before a ‘late’
I love you. I really love you. I wrote it. Truly I did. But people changes. So do you. So do I.
I love you. I really do. Sorry for never tell you, or even show you.
I love you. I really love you. But maybe I’m too afraid to admit.
I love you. I really do. I miss you. Not every single day. But, I’m missing you.
If I could show you how much your presence in my life means to me, the simple phrase of ‘Alhamdulillah’ maybe explains
(via yourgroom)
