But it's too early to be too sure. I'll wait for a few more years and think and analyse and see the situations and all the people around me before coming to my conclusion on whether he really is someone I need. If he is, I might be in deep trouble. What do I do if it is true. Yup this is troublesome. The whole process would have to be repeated again. I might even face a second rejection. But I don't mind. Because if that time comes, it's better that I fail after trying. Because if it really happens, I might really need him. But that time might not come if I succeed in changing my mind before that.
But what is important, I'll make myself a better person. Maybe Allah would give me the thing that is just right for me with my effort. Allah knows what I do not know. Getting something else might make me a more grateful person.
For your friendship, do know I am not trying to take him away. Not a bit. He is your best friend as long as you want it. My place is elsewhere and I know that. I do not belong to any of you in the tie of friendship that has been created. I'm just a stranger that knows both of you and that's all. I do not deserve a thing from any of you. And I'm okay with it. Though I don't know if there are friends that I care and depend on more than you guys in my study years in IIUM, I'm okay with none. I'm okay alone. I'd be okay because I am me. I live so freely I hardly attach to anyone at all. Allah is enough for me. And even if I die a lonely death without friendship, I know I'm never alone. Allah is watching, the angels are witnessing, and I am never alone. He's just a normal guy in my eyes. Not much different from others for now. And I look at him as a potential man. But no, I'm not trying to own him or anything. I'm not.
I really wish any of you can look at me as separate entity. Separately. Looking at me like a woman, not a clown. As precious my parents look at me as, I'm not that precious enough maybe in his eyes. Like I don't have enough quality to be a good woman to represent him. Or he just doesn't care.
But nevermind, I've worked hard for my life. So sane enough person would realise about me. At least I know. I've worked hard. I really did. I deserve a person who appreciates who I am, and care to bring me to Jannah. Because in the end, that's what a man is to a woman. Her route to Jannah.
p/s: do you think I need a boyfriend? Nope. Not at all. That's wasting time. I'll make myself so worthy that no one would think that it is wrong to choose me. As a companion till death do us apart.
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