My First Poem for My Habibi

I've suffered some amount of

pain in my life. Like most do.

Through mind and body.

But the worst pain I've ever

experienced are the ones

I can vividly recall.

I remember at age 5, the pain

of seeing my

father leave us for

another family.

I remember at age 10,

running away from my home

that was set on fire. And I

wondered,

"Will I live to see another day?".

I remember at age 15, hating

myself. Doubting my worth.

Caused by my ex-boyfriend

cheating on me with

someone I called "best friend".

I am now 23. The day Allah took him

away from me, felt like all the

tragedies I suffered in life

multiplied by one-million.

Saeed,

Habibi, let's meet again one day.