As much as she wants to go, she did not. Was she afraid? I'm afraid so. Maybe yes, maybe not. The only thing for sure was she followed her heart. Like she always does.
"Why are you so afraid to come?"
"I don't know."
"Are you afraid?"
"I don't know. Why would I be?"
"You may come if you want to. It's okay."
It's not that she didn't want to. One half of her wanted to, very much. But the other half somehow stopped her. "It's not you, it's the heart."
What's on her mind is simple but pure.
-take me there as someone, not just anyone. and i shall go-
Wallahualam..
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