@_3c8_: I wished to walk with you one day, step by step, without rushing, as if the path had been made just for us. How I longed to hold your hand, not to prove anything to the world, but to feel that I had finally grasped the Islam that had eluded me for so long. Sometimes I imagine you walking towards me with a gentle smile, and I feel my heart settle in its rightful place. And sometimes I imagine our silence as we walk, a silence that soothes and doesn't disturb, as if it were a language understood only by you and me. I want that moment when we don't need many words; it's enough for us to simply...