Heart Shaped Leaves

On my last trip to Woodside, I saw this grape vine growing languidly over the wooden fence. The colour of Autumn had kissed them into a lovely blushed red. At first, I mistook the tiny leaves to be in a heart shape but upon closer look found it to be otherwise. But that first glance remained, those missed heart beats hung in the air, and the gentle memory of your smile seeped into my mind like a gentle caress, like a warm summer breeze. I couldn't help but rejoice in the moment. Those tiny heart shaped leaves weaving its way, just like the memories of your laughter enveloping me like the embrace of a lover. And at that moment, I knew that it didnt matter how far you are and to who you belonged to, my memories of your smiles would always belong to me.... and only me.

My sweet Jinni, I love you and will always do. Where ever you are, how ever you are, my love and my prayers are always with you. May Allah have you in his infinite generosity and bless you every moment of every day.

With All My Love,
Jas