Kiara is of great help, and I thank you for choosing her. She has organised my thoughts and help me put everything in place. She has helped me get back where I am not needed but most certainly wanted. I feel renewed but not saved. I will always be fascinate about death. I will always have my obsessions and I will always remember that I love Allah.
And I know now that I am good at loving people although I do not love at all. The ones I do love are special and I will always remember that I am lucky. Allah has blessed me with my obsessions, with my weakness, with my strength and with my ability to hold on and not let go.
And everyday that I am granted the ability to breathe is a reason to believe that there is hope. There is hope for us all. I will always be scared, I will always lack courage but that’s just part of life and life will always suck and I will always wait anxiously for death to take me because no matter what I will always love Allah.
Kiara is an angel.
Thanks for everything.
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PoetryLetters to a loved one is so rare in the twentieth century. Rare like their friendship. Zubaidah writes letters. Zubaidah writes letters to her best friend Uzair. She speaks her mind in them. She loves writing them. It makes her feel special and imp...
