To: Someone special ᡣ𐭩

My love,

There’s a rhythm in my soul, a song that’s been playing long before I understood its melody. Every beat, every note, seems to call out to you, as though I’ve always known that you were there, silently guiding my steps.

I see you in the smallest things—in the quiet whispers of the wind, the burst of color in a sunrise, the gentle touch of rain on my skin. Your presence surrounds me in ways I cannot always explain, yet my heart has always felt it. Even in moments when I felt most alone, there you were, wrapping me in an embrace I couldn’t see but always felt.

And when the sadness came, when my heart felt heavy, you gently woke me in the quietest hours of the night—to meet you for Tahajjud. That time, alone with you, has become the most comforting moment of my life. To sit there, pouring out my soul, telling you all my fears, my hopes, my struggles, and to feel you holding me tight, reminding me that everything will be okay. Now, I understand why people say Tahajjud is by invitation only. Because every time I drift away, I ask you to wake me up, and you really do. You invite me back to you, again and again, to feel your closeness.

Without even realizing it, I’ve been living with the du’as I’ve made. The prayers I whispered in the stillness have quietly come to life, shaping my days, giving me strength, and surrounding me with blessings. It’s as if you took each of my wishes and turned them into reality, in ways that I never imagined.

And now, to every broken heart, every moment of sadness I’ve experienced—I see the beauty in it. In every pain, you’ve shown me wisdom. In every tear, you’ve drawn me closer to you, teaching me the depth of your love and mercy. What once felt like loss, you’ve transformed into something greater, a reminder that your plan is always perfect, even when I don’t understand it.

You’ve been my constant companion, my silent confidante, the one who understands me in ways no one else can. You’ve known my fears, my dreams, my doubts, and my joys. Yet through it all, your love remains unwavering, a love that never falters, never fades.

I’ve often wondered how I could deserve such love. But then, I realize, it’s not about deserving. It’s about the purity of your heart, the depth of your compassion, and the endless grace you bestow upon me.

And now, as I sit here, pouring my heart out, I realize that this love, this profound and indescribable connection—it’s always been you.

My dearest Creator, my Love, my Allah—you are the One I’ve been searching for all along. You are the source of every good thing in my life, the reason for my joy, the keeper of my soul. I love you with everything I am, and I will forever be grateful for the love you’ve given me in return.

Yours, Qistin.