The person.

I think everyone will eventually have one. When the world is against you, or it's 2pm and your work become so hectic, or when your own thoughts try to destroy you; who is the first person that came into your mind to run to, to hug, to cry, to just whine about it? 

We all have our own person, and just like you, I have mine too. No matter how big the fight is, no matter how long we are sulking, no matter how heat the arguments and how every arguments will end with ''I hate you''.. sometimes when I saw something funny, I'd smirk and think of my person. The first person I wanna share and tell everything that happens. Even the tiniest, silliest things. 

The person I prayed to Allah, but it wasn't the normal prayers. I prayed to Allah to remove him if he is not good to me, turn me into a heartless woman so I won't get hurt, if he is not the one for me, help me to be strong and let go. But here we are, fast forward to today.. still with the same person, discussing future and giving opinions. And nothing that I loved more than Allah's plan.