Unforgettable
just another amazing day with my love. haha, i guess it would be considered our 2nd date (after the carwalk). haha 
subhanAllah, i just cant believe how beautiful it is, to be with the one you love. it’s just an amazing feeling. i love him, and i love this. i just wish we could be together more often, see each other, hang out with each other. i just want to be a part of his life, a big part, i guess.
you know, we opened the door to kinda sorta hanging out. first with the presentation, and now this. and his buddy is gonna figure it out soon. or not. he may just think/know that we like each other. oh well, they have their own stuff to deal with.
but yeah, haha, it was so cute, we compared our hand sizes. and i kinda almost sorta tried on his glasses. haha, but, he couldnt see me! well, basically, we got to the university really early to do this bakesale stuff. and then time passed by. he came in like an hour and a half later and had to go to class. all the while, the friend is trying to make me talk about random stuff. i was kinda angry in the beginning but i, basically, i got over myself. i shouldnt be that annoying, u know. eventually it got better.
so, he stole me away to the library. at the beginning it wasnt bad at all, we were just like, dang, hehe, we just left them. oh well. there was a prof talkin to them. we got to the library and then went to the basement and prayed. that was kinda awkward. and then it wasnt. so hehee, we commenced with the arabic studying. so we saw one of his family friends, my friend’s older sister. she was there too. we were just studying arabic and stuff. i tried to teach him the different forms of the verbs and stuff. we got it done! we were only supposed to be away for an hour, but, ah, it was more like and hour and 45 min. we had lots of fun. haha, his handwriting it was cute. i made those trace the words things and he did them on the little board. and i had a little composition notebook with me, and he kinda stole it away and wrote in it. and we traded phones and we texted each other from each others’ phones it was so cute. haha, yeah. that all happened after she left, though, cuz that would be way too shady. we were really good while she was there, i mean, we got stuff done, he learned a lot. and i made some flashcards for him. we practiced vocabulary for his quiz, too! man, im so happy. it felt, so natural, yet again. haha, i loved every minute of it.
in my notebook, he wrote that i looked really pretty. we traded using each others’ pen and pencil and we were just writing some arabic stuff. it was fun. then we finally went back to help them pack up the bakesale stuff, cept we didnt really pack. so we were expecting his friend to make some stupid jokes, but he didnt make that many. i was very surprised. he kinda played it off, i was just like, watever, he understands already.then we went in search of a water fountain. together then i went to go get the red car and brought it over. my sis and b disappeared to go sell the rest of the stuff. so, it was just me and him again. we had to put all the stuff in the car, so, basically, he offered to carry everything to the car. and he did, yay then i invited him to sit down and take a break. haha, he’s like, you want me to, and im like, yeah then im like, i wanna compare hand sizes again, haha. man, thats gonna be the highlight of my day, maybe week. alhamdullilah, we have each other. he wanted to, too. then he went to go put some more stuff in the car. then the two came back. blah. so, we decided that there was too much traffic and so we decided to take our walk back to the library again.
i didnt want ppl to think that he’s beysharam because of me, i didnt want that, but, ah, how can they not when they see us two sitting at the table, trying not to giggle our faces off, looking at pics or changing each others’ fb statuses. hehee, i love him so much. subhanAllah, alhamdullilah. i just think that the way we look at each other, those reassuring, loving looks, they’re such giveaways, because, how could we even try to hide an emotion as powerful as love? sometimes, i feel like i dont even want to hide it, but, for reputation’s sake, i guess. i dunno, would that be the only thing that mattered, that ppl dont know that we’re “engaged”. i dunno. because, quite frankly, i dont feel wrong being with him. i dont know if thats just me being used to him, but really, i have no shame being with him. yet again, when we’re together, it just feels like it’s our world and their world. our world is inside of their world, theyre just blocked out when we’re together. like it’s just the two of us.
haha, well, in the library for the 2nd time, he got a table and i was sitting on the little couch/desk thingy. but, haha, even though we tried to sit apart, once again we called each other over. i had to ask him a question. then he say back down. then he was practicing his arabic on the board. and then he showed me his pictures. they’re amazing. like, masha’Allah, the nicest pictures. now there’s more things to add to the list!! but yeah, then i showed him my dream pictures. one day, insha’Allah. one day i showed him the wheat field and the cherry blossoms. and haha, even the butterfly. one thing we found so amazing about us is that, he said, when he was little, he used to want to eat a butterfly. and the thing is, i just said, “why didnt you?” hahahahaa!! cmon, who would ever answer like that? and he, he just made it sound so beautiful. haha, only us two would think like that (or we’d like to think that). alhamdullilah. i love him, he’s amazing.
alas, our time came to an end because he had to leave and go to his arabic class. yeah, so, i kinda walked him out and then my sister was gonna come by here, so i walked a little bit out towards his car with him (we ran into a friend of his along the way, a lil awkward, but meh). i decided to just stay here. and so, hmm, basically, parting is such sweet sorry. yeah, it is sweet sorrow, cuz i think it’s cute how we still want to be with each other, but we just, we just cant all the time. so, we said our final salaams.
i came back to the library, where im currently typing this, i prayed asr, and then i got two txts when i came back up from the basement. haha, one, he wrote that i have pretty hands. no one has ever said that to me before. it made me smile like a fruit. and then he sent another that said not to be sad, because i was really sad that he was leaving, but i knew he had to leave, i cant make him stay with me. i cant make myself make him or me do anything, because more than that, conscience does rule my soul, alhamdullilah. i just cant wait to be married to him, so i can be with him all that i want. insha’Allah.
we decided that insha’Allah, ill come here on my birthday so he can give me my present. oh yeah, and while we were here, he tried making me blush by sending me a chat and i kinda did blush. thats what he said. i dunno if i believe him. i just covered my face. but, he just always has the right things to say, the things that make me feel loved, warm and tingly. alhamdullilah i have him. alhamdullilah we have each other
ya Allah, please let our time come soon, so that we can be married and follow in your straight path, ya Allah, ameen.
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