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Theirs was to be a difficult journey. One that would take them into strange lands, long distances, unspoken sacrifices and many days filled with tears and desperation. Equally this was a journey that only they two could understand. Coming from worlds apart, they were both hardened by what they have seen in life. Determined to make life work, they hold on to a profound conviction that life is hard but love is kind.

One cold morning, she opened her eyes and breathed in the moment as she watched him sleep. She well understood that time is a factor. Time is always tearing them apart. Time is their greatest enemy. He turned and looked at her, stoked by her beauty and strength. She is the other half of my soul that I have always been praying for. He is my muse, my best friend and my love, she smiled.


There were many times when they fought and sparred over unimportant things but they were many more moments when they quietly basked in their respect and admiration for each other. That kept them strong and anchored their love.

Their lives were unconventional but their love for each other simple and pure. The kind of love that asks for nothing, expects nothing and desires nothing. It is patient and kind. But it’s a love they both are willing to fight for. And they fought for it every single day and every day they will strive towards the day when they two will come whole.

When time comes for them to part, he kissed her gently and said, “I am nothing special of this is true but my heart beats with yours and is yours alone and I await the day when our lives will start.”

She took his hand and placed it to her cheek and quietly said, “When that day comes, I will not ask of you more than you can give. I know you have dreams, hopes and ambitions and I will not hold you back.”

That was the last time they spoke.