Bismillah
Shall I tell you why I stayed?
Someone asked once, why I put up with everything I did when I was with him. Like somehow I had to deal with it. But that was never the case. I chose him. From the day we met, I could have chosen not to text him back, I could have chosen to ignore him. But I did what I wanted to. Because there was something about him, something I found hard to define.
Sometimes when you get to know someone, you begin to understand who they are and what goes on in their mind. You get to know their soul, and that's what it was like with him. Maybe he wasn't the kind of guy you'd tell your parents about at first, but I knew the kind of man he would become. I believed in him, and that's all he needed.
He needed someone to pick him up on his worst days, he needed someone to tell him that everything was going to be okay. He needed someone to push him to the limits and off, and make him believe that whatever people says about him may not be true, and that he need not listen to them.
They asked me why I stayed, my answer was quite simple; I loved him. I loved who he was when he was around me. Maybe he wasn't best for me, that's what many of them thought.. but maybe I was best for him? Maybe I can be the one that changed his life and be there to help him become the man he could only dream about. I stayed for as long as I could have, and I wonder after all these years... if his heart wishes to have me back.
He did. And I was right to have stayed and waited for him. I was right when I didn't give up on him although I almost did. He's mine now, to say. And for the years to come if Allah wills, we'll be together as one. Ignore what people would say. I loved him, and still loving him, insya Allah.
Yours sincerely,
'Izzah Syauqina