An Acknowledgment

The usual problem that I have, really want to write more and more but I can't decide the right topic to write. I ask my self, just my self, I never believe someone except me.

And the answer is I want to write about a him. It's very personal and I can't imagine how I can support my self to tell about this kind topic in my real life, even with my Mom. For your information, even in my dua, I never state what kind of guy I request or I hope to be my partner in the whole of my life.

Allah, I am lying when I do not request special guy in my life and surrender myself in this matter. But, it's not completely lying. I just can't express what I feel exactly. I little desperate, when the night came, I just start dreaming in the side of my bed. In the future, in the very near future, I really want He came to me in the nice occasion. He who fully booked for read my desperate emotion and dead expression. He who enough wise to advise me for my problem. He who fully sincerely gave me the motivation and passion to achieve success because my success is his success and vice versa. Allah, I want to have a remembered story. I want smile sincerely and I want to cry sincerely. I am very tired of mingling with him whose image I created myself. Allah, forgive me, about my imagination, about my fantasy

. About... His arms and shoulders that covering me in full. His beard, A neat beard that emphasized the shape of his face that gently approached my neck and shoulders. I miss him. I am addicted. About how warm his hug is. . . . And the answer is, until the time You have laid down.