Ibrahim’s Love

A silent tear slipped down Ibrahim's cheek, followed by another tear from his other eye. Gently, Ibrahim caressed my face, his eyes staring into my soul. His voice was so sincere when he said:

"I don't want to lose you!"

Questions darted through my mind like speeding arrows. I quickly cycled through my questions of self-doubt , and it went something along the lines of:

"Why do you care for me so much? Nobody else does."

My inner darkness grappled with the light in my mind, and the light won, but not without a ton of confusion. Love was now in my life, and I didn't really recognize it.

I thought I'd be better off had I never been created, all those bad things done to me coursing through my brain, attempting to twist my logic.

I had to give in to that waterfall of love, that oasis, that unknown, warm, comforting feeling in my heart. Thank God for Ibrahim, or I may never have gotten the opportunity to know what true love is