Words Apart

Part 10

Part 10:
Musa's POV:

What am I going to say? I was baffled. I was filled with joy. She didn't say anything though. I could hear the way her delicate breaths were escaping her nose. It sounded so serene and beautiful. I was too caught up in the moment, that I almost forgot the words I've been craving to say. After a minutes silence between us both, I spoke.

"Asalamwalaykum Inayah." "Walaykumaslaam Musa.." and there it was, the very voice I was aching to hear for months. It was like a delicate melancholy to my ears. A joy to my hearts chords. A smile instantly grew on my face. She sounded so beautiful. She sounded at peace. She didn't sound hurt; nor did she sound too happy, but rather she sounded just tranquil. Just beautiful.

"Oh how I've missed you Inayah.. Is it possible we can meet? To discuss everything?" I asked. I had a lot to say. There was just so many ways I could express it over a phone call.

I heard her sigh. But she quickly spoke back. She said: "Yes. Fountain tomorrow at 3? See you there InshaAllah.." and before I had a chance to respond, she'd cut the line.

This was it. I was finally able to express everything tomorrow when we meet. Everything I've been meaning to say.

I wanted to tell her so many things. I wanted to tell her how sorry I was. How every valve of my heart has ached and trembled for months in hope that she'd come back. In hope that she'd forgive me. In hope that she'd forget everything and start afresh. In hope that she was happy. That she was smiling.

I wanted to express my love. I wanted to tell her how every inch of my heart and soul craved to be amongst her presence. That my nights are only ever calm when she grasps onto my arms as she sleeps. That my nights are only ever worth sleeping in when she's sleeping next to me, facing towards me as her delicate breaths escape her beautiful tiny nose. That I only ever achieve a peaceful sleep when the last thing I see is her beautiful face.

I look forward to tomorrow. I crave her presence. And I hope, I sincerely hope, she forgives me. That she gives me another chance.