You Always

I talk to him, I tell you.
I freak out when I see him, I tell you.
He's written in my diary, you are too.

Time passes by,
Dear diary knows countless new guys
They come and go
But what remains is you

Then I thought
I should stop writing

Yet every time I think of any guy
there's always a picture of you

When girls tell about their guys
can't help but think of you

Just play any song that exists
it must be something to do with you

Even if diary does not know
in my head is always you

For whatsoever reason,
I should just think of You, Allah.