Her deepest scars were tucked behind, carefully in the darkest corners of her heart,
wrapped in layers of comfort zone and vulnerability.
He wasn’t in a hurry either, he wasn’t going anywhere.
She needed to open herself up, to stripe down her insecurities and to shed off all that she was not.
And once she did he helped her to unpack her baggage.
He had all the time to know her to see her and finally tell her to be her beautiful self.
She didn’t know that she was a blessing, just by existing and being herself.
And he was here to remind her of all the power and beauty she holds.
Who knew love will meet her in it’s purest, kindest, accepting form through an arranged marriage.
Indeed, love finds a way sometimes in most conventional and sometimes in most unexpected ways.