One Time

Assalamualaikum

I don't write about you a lot
Well, I never plan to do it anyway.

Because, this platform could never be enough for me,
To write about you.
About your beauty.
About your smile.
About your intelligence.
Everything, that indeed is mesmerizing,
About you.

Subhanallah.

But yeah. I just want you to know.

You've always been someone so dear to me.
I have always had the thought of you, that you're so perfect.

You've always been someone so beautiful.
In any form, in any state, in anything.

Your smile is just so fine.
With those teeth, beautifully arranged.
Along with your laugh.
I could take forever to just stare at it.

Everything you've ever had in you,
Everyone could never push it away.

You never know.

Everyone likes to be with you.
And you would always be looking so fine and so amazing.

I could take a second, maybe shorter than that,
Just to fall for you.

To love you is easy.

Handling me is something you've always done.
Since the day we met and I sat beside you.
Since the day we became close.
Since the day I felt I could be myself with you.

I'm deeply sorry for every hardship I've put you through.

For everything I have done to hurt you.

I am sorry for my every mistake you've had to see and endure.

Alhamdulillah,
Allah has blessed me with great people around,
And you're one of them.

And you have always been my favourite.

The honeydew you had hated.
The Barbie bag you had had.
The dance you had danced.
The nasyid you had sung.

Everything.
You really matter to me.

- One Time, My heart edition, JB.





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