Rani Mohammad

I fell in love with a woman the first time I met her. She appeared to me three separate times in my life. Each time, I was facing a different obstacle. My fourth time meeting her, was my last. I didn't know that it would have been, but it was a time that I had waited for. I didn't want to meet her any other way. Every time we locked eyes, she taught me a new lesson. The fourth time I met her, she taught me how to love and let go. Her lessons were something I don't think I ever could have learned elsewhere. Her lessons were also, however, something I wish I had not had the pleasure to learn.