Yass Exactly Dua Is The Most Powerful Because We Know We Can't Be There For Them All The Time Or Do Our

Yass exactly dua is the most powerful because we know we can't be there for them all the time or do our best but there's a being who without doubt is the Perfect, the Best Care taker, Provider, the Best Guide, the Most Forgiving, the Most Merciful and the Eternal who is there looking out for each one of us, so who better to ask to take care of people we love than Him.

Maybe love isn't what we've read about,

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It's not about the flowers and the promises

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It's not about the kisses or the hugs.

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Sometimes love is a friend who stays,

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Sometimes, love is someone who chooses you

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It's that person who listens to you at 2am when the entire world is asleep,

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It's that person who truly loves you even when you tasted of chaos and pain.

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So true. It helps a lot to know we all are in some ways same.

when jenny slate said “many times my own life has been enhanced or even saved by other people who have shown their sorrow in a beautiful and digestible way”

Why to never give up:

You haven't tried everything yet.

You are closer to your success than you think.

If you don't finish someone else will.

Right before success there is a dark place.

If you gave up then what?

You will never regret trying untill the end.

It's better to die trying than giving up.

Past failure doesn't predict the future.

As long as you are alive, anything is possible.

I watched her. The girl whom the world ruthlessly turned into a woman, Sitting with the burden of the world upon her shoulders. She was a mystery that I yearned to unravel, a piece of puzzle that I wished I was a part of. She was something I couldn’t describe, she was an magnet that drew me. I watched her as her oceanic eyes took in her surrounding grasping everything she saw so that when she got back she could ink them, curate a world of her own within those pages. those eyes. Those beautiful eyes which crashed me; the one who believed was on top of the world to the ground. I took my seat besides her, and wondered how fragile she must really be. That night in that moment I saw a girl, one that I have never seen before in all the times I’ve met her. I saw her broken and vulnerable and afraid and hopeless. I saw fear within those eyes that beheld the oceans. And then did I want to protect her from everything. At that moment I wanted to be her shield, her sword, her armor. I wanted to take all the pain and the hurt away from her. I loved her and I wanted her to know. But I was hopeless when it came to her. “What’s it like?” I asked her within the profound silence of twilight. “To be hopeful in the times when there’s certainly no hope?” “It’s like being stuck in darkness” She replied “And believing dawn to be close but dawn is no where close for the night only just began.” She looked at me then. Her ocean blue eyes met mine. Curiosity danced within them and I knew what she was going to ask.“Why do you ask?” She questioned.“Perhaps dawn might be not anywhere close. But there’s light even in darkness” I said instead gesturing towards the moon and the stars that had painted the night sky before us. “The only thing that you need to do is open your eyes to see the light and your heart to feel hope”“What if?” She whispered. Her eyes glued to the night sky. “What if the eyes do not open in fear of losing the light, what if the heart does not feel for it is numb with pain? What if it wants to but fear stops?” “Let go” I said watching the tears escape and fall across her cheeks. “Or let me in” “Let my love be what gives you hope. Let me be what gives you light” “And what if I told you that you’ve given me both and I’m afraid that I shall lose them the moment I lose you?” She asked.“You won’t lose me. As long as I reside within your heart. Even when I’m gone I’ll live within you as long as you keep hoping” I said. A spark of hope ignited within me. I had hope for her. I had hope for the life ahead of me with her. ‘Hope was a dangerous thing to have in love’ they said. But when it came to her I cared less about danger. When it came to her, Hope was all that mattered.

When that familiar ache of loneliness hits you, remind yourself that someone out there is praying for you, for your health, for your happiness and your goodness. Someone is smiling because of you, someone is healing because of you, someone is living because of you. Although we think the impact we leave on people is nothing but fleeting, it isn’t. It’s much greater. We could be the light that they had always prayed for. We could be the blessing that they had yearned for, we could be the lesson that taught them values. Whatever it is. Remember; that someone, who won’t even cross our mind is out there, praying that we are blessed and happy. And perhaps then the world might not seem to cruel and lonely anymore.

-her.moonlit.world