Too much on my mind but nothing to say.
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“ما فائدة أن تحبني كثيراً ولا تفهمني، تفتقدني ولا تبحث عني؛ أن أكون ضمن أشيائك ولا أكون أهمها؟”
what’s the point of you loving me a lot but not understanding me, missing me but not searching for me; of me being a part of your life but not the most important one?
The best moments in life are the ones you can’t tell anyone about.