SHE ASKED FOR MY BLAZER,
How calm a new story could feel
I told myself take your time
Life is a journey,
It really took me time to see
First from a distance, then i realize
Everyone carries their own story,
Everyone walks their own path.
I didn’t choose where mine began,
Maybe I could choose where it leads.
I will always appreciate the present,
But I will still hold on to the memories
Because it’s those moments that lasts
It's the ones people usually forget.
But how could I?
As if it were only yesterday
She was so cold, yet beauty remained still
She asked for my blazer
And I gave her my heart
In that moment
It felt as though she had borrowed
A small piece of my world
And Somewhere in that moment
Between her hushed voice and quiet music at the wedding.
Love quietly found me.
Fate writing its first scene
No plan, no rush, no design
Just a story unfolding,
Where two strangers met
Midst the vows of friends,
Witnessing my own destiny
And Love writes the rest of the story
The way God writes it.
And today I say it with gratitude
In Shaa Allah, the path is clear and true
For God gave me Salaamah, and a life made new
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