In bloom

The beautiful kind of butterfliesIn my stomach, in my eyesLed me to the blooming gardenAnd there I found youWith baby's breath and rosesYou walked to me and smiledWith fangs and a sweet pair of dimplesWe had a conversation about the skyOn how the colours turn orange or blueGosh, suddenly I became a flower tooWishing to bloom with you.

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Everyone has their own struggle of becoming better. Think twice before we judge! :)

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uncomfortable road

I've made a hard decision that I thought I would never do.

And the truth is, it makes me sad too. And I'm still feeling so bad, and uncertain at times. Because hurting others was never my intention.

It's always confusing to choose between what is right and what is easy. Between what we know, and what we feel.

But I'm so thankful that this decision left me with no regret. I get upset, but up until now it feels right. InshaAllah.

Of course it's an uncomfortable process, but it's growth anyway. Eventually and slowly but surely, everything will make sense and fall into their perfect places. Always set the right intention, keep trying and trust Allah to open the best doors for all of us.

And there's an unhealthy habit of mine, which is when I get hurt, I tend to force myself to be cold and heartless as a shield to cover my pain. But who I'm trying to fool anyway? I'm the feeler, heartless is never who I really am. And I prefer everything warmer.

Now I'm learning a new trait, which is to be kind to myself and the people around me. To stop holding anything against anyone. It's not yet who I am, but it's what I could be.

Because perhaps I'm no longer wishing to be a concrete 'titanium', but rather a blooming garden.

I choose to be content, and whole again.

Amin.

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Everyone has their own struggle of becoming better. Think twice before we judge! :)

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