As the years passed,
My Love Only GREW.
And Although there were others,
Every Few Years It Would Renew.

I’d run into him somewhere,
And end up in his arms;
Lost in his eyes,
I’d succumb to his charms.

To this very day, my love deeply burns.
And Who Knows But Allah
What the Future Holds?

I thought he was a Muslim,
Because of his name,
But he’s not in the Nation,
And Sunni is not the same.

In love with a Non-Believer!
What Kind of Muslimah am I?
Allah is The Best Planner tho
And on Him do I rely.

All He Has to say is “Be.”
And it is.
So, if it’s His Will
Then I will be his.

But until then, I’ll just wait and stay chaste
Until that sure day when I’ll again see his face.

The Man Whom I Met When I Was Eight (8) Years Old.
Fast-Forward Thirty Years
And
My
Crush
Is
Ice
Cold!!!

❤ ❤ ❤