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Love
I was just 14 when I first said I was in love. A fool and a joke that was to even claim I actually knew what love meant. My previous relationship was the one of those relationships that give you butterflies. The ones that would make you think 24/7 about him. The ones that made your heart beat faster everytime you hear his voice. The ones that made your biggest fear was the fact of losing him.
I thought I was in love.
Truth was, I was never in love. I was in lust. I became a prisoner of my own desire and craving for what I mostly adored. Everywhere I looked, I saw nothing but him. My fear was also displeasing him. And loving him would probably feel as if a part of my life was taken away from me. My heart was only consumed with his face. Nothing felt closer to me than him. He became to me like the blood in my veins. The pain of existing without him was unbearable, because there was no happiness outside of being with him.
I became captivated inside my own desires. It was this captivity that Ibn Taymiyyah radi Allahu ‘anhu spoke of when he said, “The one who is truly imprisoned is the one whose heart is imprisoned from Allah and the captivated ones is the ones whose desires have enslaved him.”
The agony of my relationship with this person was more intense than the agony of all my previous hardships. It consumed me, but never really filled me. Like pursuing a mirage. But what was worse was that result of putting something in a place only Allah should be.
I came to realize this when my brother being worried of me told me;
"You might think you’re in love. But if you really love him, why would you be the cause of his sins? Why are you being the cause of him getting one step closer to hell? Do you love him if you do all this? And question yourself again, does he really love you? Yeah he’s cute, but how does he treat other people? Do his eyes light up when he sees a baby? Does he hold the door open for little old ladies? Does he tell his mother that he loves her? Does he want a future like his parents? What are his favorite shows, and why? What quote has changed his life? Does he believe there’s more to life then what we’re forced see? What kind of world does he want to leave behind? Will he support you in being a strong woman? Here’s the thing, if he really loves you because of Allah, until he’s ready he’ll leave you alone. He won’t make himself the cause of your sins. He would bring you to Jannah, not Jahannam. A real man is not the one you can court you in public or the one who can say to the world how much he loves you. A real man is the one who can hide his feelings pretending he doesn’t care, but deep inside, during his sujuud, he’s asking for you from Allah."
And because I thought I loved him, I broke up with him. Because of Allah. To say if it was jodoh, our time will come. But I guess these were the things he never saw. He never acknowledged the reason for the breakup. He only acknowledged that he has broken up. And that’s when the sugar-coated feelings turned into a bitter heartbreak.
But all of that was just Allah’s plan. Sometimes, a heartbreak is His way of saving us from the wrong one. A lesson to keep in mind. As humans, we are made to feel love and attachment towards others. A part of our fitrah. So often we think that Allah only tests us with hardships, but it isn’t true. Allah also tests us with ease. He tests us with blessings and with things we love, and it is often in these tests that so many of us fail. We fail because when Allah gives us these blessings, we turn them into false idols of the heart. When Allah blesses us with someone we love, we forget that Allah is the source of that blessing, and we begin to love that person as we should love Allah. Even willing to fall into the haraam. Truth is, I was thankful for him. He was one of my worst and best mistake all at the same time. He was my worst because I realized how dumb of me to think I was ever in love. He was my best because without this relationship, I wouldn’t have gotten to know my real love; Allah. It was these kinds of mistakes that made me who I am today and brought me closer to Him.
But in this period of the heartbreak, it was indeed hard to let go. It’s never easy to let go. Or is it? Most of us would agree that there are a few things harder than letting go of what we love, and yet, sometimes that’s exactly what we have to do. Sometimes we love things we can’t have. Sometimes we want things that are not good for us. And sometimes we love Allah does not love. To let go of these things is hard. Giving up something that the heart adores is one of the hardest battles we ever have to fight. Could there ever be an easy way to let go of an attachment? Yes, there is.
Find something better.
They say you don’t get over someone until you find someone or something better. And as humans, we don’t deal well with emptiness. An empty space must be filled immediately. The pain of emptiness is too strong. A single moment with an empty spot causes excruciating pain. That’s why we run from distraction to distraction. It feels so hard to let go. Even when they hurt us. Even when they damage our lives and bond with God. Even when they are so unhealthy for us. We love them too much and in the wrong way.
But I filled that space eventually. My completion cannot be found in anything other than Allah. And the best feeling in the world is having a strong relationship with Allah. The second best feeling is when Allah puts people in your life that love you unconditionally, remind you of Him, and pray of you every time they pray for themselves.
Real love as Allah intended it, is not a sickness or an addiction. It is affection and mercy. And He mentioned in His book;
"And of this signs is that He created you from yourselves mates that you may find tranquility in them; and He placed between you affection and mercy. Indeed that are signs for people who give thought." (30:21)
Some feel lonely because they haven’t found that perfect ‘companion’ yet. Sometimes Allah sends everyone else away so you can find only Him. Once you begin to see everything beautiful as only a reflection of Allah’s beauty, you will learn to love in the right way: for His sake. Everything and everyone you love will be for, through and because of Him. What you hold, what you chase, what you love, will be God; the only thing stable and constant. And everything else will be through Him by then. Not by your nafs. It will be for Him. Not for your nafs.
And that is love.
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