Subahannallah

Imagine this;

In 5 months, I will be able to wake up in the same bed as my husband.

I'll be able to start decorating the house and unpacking and living in a house that would be ours.

If i met myself at 16 rn, and told her that by 24, i would be blessed enough to have that, I'd call myself a liar.

My plan of being married at least by 25 has panned out, and even though i didnt trust him at first, Allah had always had it planned out for me. I was meant to be hurt and go through a shit relationship.

So that i knew how to appreciate someone who treated me, and touched me with love.

I know the difference between someone who wanted to be with me cause he had no one else, and someone who wants to be with me even though he has friends to hang out with.

Someone on my frequency.

Someone who loves me back.