By: Ahmed Al-Sheikh
Deep within your soul, a voice calls out to you, whispering your name as if it were created just for you. I spoke to you with my heart, crying out with both joy and sorrow. Love, Jamoon, is not words spoken, but actions proven over time, and attitudes cultivated by generosity, chivalry, and sincerity.
Love has no boundaries, no end to its torment and pleasure. It is a struggle between the mind and the heart, between the desire to remain balanced and the rush toward beautiful madness.
We do not love as much as we are loved, nor do we adore as much as we are adored, for every heart sees in the other a mirror that reveals its depth and secrets.
In the language of love, there is no past or future, only a present moment that encapsulates an entire lifetime.
In the night of my waiting, I find in your words a light that illuminates my path, so be that light for me, guiding me through the darkness of life.
I await your message…
For your words alone are my medicine and my cure.”
