His name was Apple. No, not really. But that’s what I referred to him as. You know, when he’s not around and stuff. I wasn’t Cheska to him either.
He was a part of my life; a very big part. I learned so many things from him. And he’s one of the reasons I am where I am today. Yes, he’s hurt me. Multiple times. But without him, I wouldn’t have found Teddy. And without Teddy, I wouldn’t be where I am either.
It will all fall into place and make sense, you’ll see. Even to me. It should all make sense in the end, in shaa Allah.
I took the liberty of fashioning a playlist right here.
What’s this about, you ask? Read the “Introduction.”