Hoping that there won’t be many more like this. I’d like to lay on his chest and listen to surah al-baqarah instead of ignore the calls to both of our phones. Nights… like this I wish that rain drops would fall. I’d make du’a tht Allah correct my affairs. I’d ask him to watch over us, never leaving us to ourselves. Nights… To beg Allah for His Mercy because I fear for my sins and hope for His forgivness. The short end of the stick is how I feel although he says we are one… But I lay alone on my night… He owes me one….