I have a confession to make. I’m quite curious about what it means to be in love. Don’t get me wrong, I do love. Even now,I do in love. I feel love very often, many many times each day, and tears can and often do come to my eyes just from the sensation of that love. But that love comes and goes, comes and goes, comes and goes. I will witness someone’s sweetness and the unmistakeable sensation of love will arise in me. I’ll be touched by someone’s generosity, or their kindness, goodness, sensitivity, vulnerability, support, beauty, selflessness, or resilience, and my heart will undoubtedly be touched and the sensation of love will arise.
And yes. I'm in love with this guy. Yesterday less than today, today less than tomorrow and tomorrow will be less than the future. In Shaa Allah.. Aamiin..
He promised her that he would give her everything, everything she wanted, as men in love always do. And she trusted him despite herself, as women in love always do.. Love. Love. Love. May Allah bless our love.. Aamiin.