Sometimes I often ask what love is.. I never found out what it means.. But then at this young age I got engaged to the most beautiful thing I have ever seen.. Even if I was blind she still would be my dream, indeed.. Love is blind and am just a victim.. Her presence makes life a meaningful thing.. We met a few years ago where I fell in love.. As far as I can see, she gives me true love.. Well, what can I say? She is a blessing from above.. And as far as am concerned, holding back tears is painfully tough.. She isnt from England, parklands or Somaliland.. Not even south c.. As a matter of fact she aint from any land or sea, she is heaven sent.. Anyone would agree.. Because this flesh called the heart once witnessed us going apart.. I turned out to be weak because without her I cannot breath.. I heard some are jealous they want to be her.. Some guyz I know would die for her.. But why? Maybe its because greatness cant be described when it comes to what you love deep inside.. Its what poets try to explain that thing that makes a grown man cry.. And I swear am not exaggerating.. You can come and meet her to prove every word am saying.. If you loved to flirt, you would stop playing.. Because just knowing her would make any man start praying.. A girl or a woman cannot compete.. A boy or a man would be asked a promise he cant keep.. So please, dont break her heart if you know your love is weak.. She told me people tried to get close to her she showed them love not hate.. She doesnt play hard to get.. She plays desire under faith.. And when they object calling her names.. She replies peace,thats what she makes.. But some people never stop, they keep on playing strange games.. They juggle with your emotions just to get a good laugh.. Like her unlucky exs, they never saw the beauty she had.. Patience is what she preached and purity is what she planned.. And yes she told me this.. She told me the world isnt worth your attention.. Shes trying to make me perfect so that I meet her perfection.. And look at us now, happy and engaged no matter what the state, Ill always keep her close till I reach heavens gates.. Loving her is like a baby never giving up to step up on its feet.. Because you never give up in true love.. No not this one please.. I always thank God for letting me know who she is.. A precious gem amidst a million fake enemies.. One in billions indeed.. And as I disclose my lovers name.. please dont judge me if I snatched her from you.. Because you dont find true love.. True love finds you.. And no matter how much I shed tears to show how much I love her.. I still cant fill a bucket.. I try to show her that way.. She ends up telling me no ones perfect.. I cant object because I respect this subject.. And I always remember that am absolutely imperfect.. I hope my words convinces her how much I care.. And that I wont leave her.. we will always be a pair.. Her name, her name is Islam.. And am proud of my love affair..
Posted on: Tue, 15 Oct 2013 09:36:53 +0000
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