Take Me To California

@SaraSoueidan: Dear men, This is how you greet a veiled Muslim woman (a Hijabi). Hand on your chest, not offering to shake hers. 🙋

BUT here are some tweets by the original tweeter (who wears a hijab) that clarify some things

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I know that I found my soulmate, the one person who will always be down for me and only me. She’s my happiness, my happily ever after. I am grateful, I really am. And I can sit and write constantly about how I feel, but it seems like it’s still not enough to sum up my feelings. The love I have for her has been like no other. She’s the love of my life, nothing can ever change that. I might say she owns my heart, but in reality, she is my heart.

Waking up next to her every morning is a dream come true. I won’t ever get tired of seeing her first thing when my eyes open. She makes my days better just by smiling. And when we kiss, as cliché as it sounds, there’s fireworks that explode in my body and all I can think about is how much I love her and would do anything for her in a heartbeat. She makes every nerve in my body spark with happiness, like an internal flame. She makes me warm. And I am beyond proud to be hers.”

It’s 2am and I miss you.

Like every night 

I’ve been thinking of you.

Thinking of pulling you close 

and feeling our skin on skin.

Wishing you could hear my ramblings from within.

I need

to look into your eyes

taste your lips

see your smile

feel the magic that surrounds you

run my hands through your hair

fall asleep with my arms around you.

I’ll wake

with your beautiful face

lying next to me

and look at the ceiling knowing

this is what it is to be truly

the way I do,

no love this great could stand up to reason,

but I know it’s real,

because it’s this love that keeps me breathing,

this love that makes me push harder and want to be better,

It’s this unstoppable love that will keep us strong forever”

How can I tell her that every waking moment without her, that is when I miss her the most. The need to be with her, to just be near her, to simply hear her laugh or admire her smile, that’s more than the word love. When we are together, nothing feels impossible. Because she makes me feel like I can do anything and everything. She gives me the strength to keep going.

It’s the way our souls intertwine. The way her skin feels and smells, always reminds me that I found my home. Where I am supposed to be. When she leaves my lips stained in her love and trails of warmth on my skin, I am convinced that this is more than just love. I found my missing half, the one person who and will always completes me. I hope she knows that.”

My promise to you isn’t that you will not fall, But rather that when you do I’ll help pick you up.

My promise to you isn’t a lifetime of happiness, but a world full of colour, and a paintbrush to cover the grey.

My promise to you isn’t that you’ll never feel sad, but that when you do I’ll do everything in my power not to make you laugh for a second, but to make you feel okay again for as long as possible.

My promise to you isn’t a love where nothing goes wrong, but a love that has enough trust and respect to not let arguments cause earthquakes.

My promise to you is that on days when the colors go away, I make you breakfast and we go for a walk and go to sleep early so that maybe tomorrow is a little bit better.

My promise to you is to do everything in my power to help you feel the tiniest bit better when the world feels like it’s falling down.

I know I cannot cure you and make it all go away,

but I promise I’ll do my best to make sure it doesn’t always stay.