And all those nights when I cried out of unbearable loneliness, I began writing letters to my Future Husband as if I already knew him. As if he was already in my life. That he already had the qualities I not only wished for but needed as a broken yet healing soul. That it was only a matter of time when God would allow our paths to intersect.
From Self Love to Romantic Love
Sidra Mahmood
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