In the dark nights when I can't reach your hand for comfort, I write down your presence by my bare hands. It's serene I find you in the outpourings of my letters and words and all of a sudden my wavering mind finds fortitude
It was said: “I will remain patient in order to please You (Oh Allāh), even though my sorrow kills me. It suffices me that You are pleased, even though my patience kills me.”
I think the most beautiful part about Jannah mentioned in the Quran is that there will be 'no lurking sense of injury' on our hearts. Meaning that you won't feel any of the grief or pain that you've felt in this life. Just peace and absolute bliss. May we all make it there.
And I threw the thought of you in the sea,
And just prayed,
That if it’s ever meant to be,
The tides will bring the thought of you back into my mind once again.
You deserve a calm love with someone who hears you, sees you, understands you, appreciates you, supports you, and loves you. Someone who is consistent, communicates clearly, and creates a caring safe space to heal, grow,.and bloom together. A love you never have to heal from.
“To have a lover’s hands within our own hands, to become those other hands as those other hands are becoming you, is to be between two mirrors, is to be placed into the abyss of touch.”
— Natalie Diaz, from The Hand Has Twenty-Seven Bones—: These Hands If Not Gods