Brave is knowing tomorrow isn't a bright and happy...
It's knowing it's another day of pain to embrace...

Why did you walk away from me?
Could you not just look carefully...

Talking on the phone,
Denying everything I said...

The way he always listens to my problems
The way he always seems to understand...

The smile,
That brightens up your day...

You're that sunshine,
That greets every dawn...

Rhymes in my head;
No words on the page...

Sometimes it's just hard to accept the truth,
And maybe that's why I'm finding it hard right...

So maybe it's true, I'm over possessive too.
But what can I do? I just can't live without you...

I am a Muslim and have always been
Allah is my god and Islam is my deen...