The more I try to detach myself away from the present, the more intoxicated the love that is in my heart. However this time, the love does not make me go crazy.
It gives me reason.
Reason to work hard, to prepare myself to be a worthy man.
To be an honorable man.
This love that Allah gives me, it gives me strength instead of weakness. Before, whenever we argue and I felt insecure, the monster inside me awaken, and I went berserk.
This time, I felt longing. I feel life. I feel human. Again.
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