How do you know that you really love someone?

How do you know that you really love someone? Really know...

For me personally, I thought I knew that and had known that for years but I found out that I only really-really knew that when I saw the near-lifeless body of my sweetheart. Then it really hit me...like a...well not a bomb or a speeding train...what hit me was more like a vacuum...nothingness...emptiness...whatever it was.

Suddenly I realised that deep inside my heart I really love this person in front of me. I realised that I would do anything for the person and only wished that the near-lifeless body will heal, will recuperate and be up and running again. I missed everything. I missed the smile, I missed the laughter. I also missed the smirk and nagging...even though they used to be (and still are) painful to, at times. I missed our chat, either serious or empty. I missed us being together....

That's when I realised that I love this person in front of me. That's when I promised, infront of the unconscious body, that if my sweetheart gets well, I will love her no matter what.....and it's a promise that I will not (and cannot) break, insya-Allah, for it's not a promise to my sweetheart but a promise to myself....I am accountable to my self and that means a lot to me.

That's when I prayed that my sweetheart will be well again....that's when I prayed that my sweetheart will smile again. Not the half-face smile...but full, cheerful smile. That's when I prayed that our love will survive whatever that's thrown to us. That's when I knew that I really love someone....

Now, my prayers have been answered. Sometimes, in the heat of things I forget... sometimes, with the demand of day to day life, I forget... But I guess I am lucky in a way. At night, when my sweetheart is soundly asleep...when my sweetheart is resting...when my sweetheart looks like not being conscious...I am reminded...still do...and everytime I am reminded...I am so happy...I know that I love this person.... not matter what....