[ Tuesday, November 02, 2004 ]
"Lift the veil from your heart and seek the heart of purity"
Realizing that my heart is not big enough to be entirely happy when something good comes to my sisters in Islam. Because there's always that part of me questioning, "Why couldn't it have been me?"
Laughing with her when she said she used to be jealous of me because she thought differently...No, it wasn't like that, but a small part of me wishes it had been. Then maybe I wouldn't be sitting here, knowing there was no way it could've been.
That was already a done deal. There was no hope for anyone else.
Another drive home crying, almost getting into an accident this time.
It's not called a struggle for nothing.
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