- You sound calm
- Renewed appreciation of disaster
- Like the girl I used to know
- Renewed sense of self
- You sound happier
- Renewed confidence in life
- Still lonely?
- Just alone
- And happier?
- I just sometimes need to be left alone
- Then why do you go out of your way to be loved?
- With accepting one’s mortality there’s a need to be remembered
- And calmer now why?
- The feeling of loss finally left me and my heart is full of hope
- The loss is still there, what have you gained?
- Everything I haven’t noticed in the meantime,
the birds in the sky
the salty breeze in July
the promise of winter days
Forgotten as the snow melts away
The moment you know you're shedding your last tear
The excitement of welcoming a new year
The feeling as you spread your arms
embracing the morning light
Your secret whispers to fate every night
- Renewed appreciation of disaster
- Like the girl I used to know
- Renewed sense of self
- You sound happier
- Renewed confidence in life
- Still lonely?
- Just alone
- And happier?
- I just sometimes need to be left alone
- Then why do you go out of your way to be loved?
- With accepting one’s mortality there’s a need to be remembered
- And calmer now why?
- The feeling of loss finally left me and my heart is full of hope
- The loss is still there, what have you gained?
- Everything I haven’t noticed in the meantime,
the birds in the sky
the salty breeze in July
the promise of winter days
Forgotten as the snow melts away
The moment you know you're shedding your last tear
The excitement of welcoming a new year
The feeling as you spread your arms
embracing the morning light
Your secret whispers to fate every night
your chukles under the sheets
the warm sand under your feet
Sunsets and flowers and smells you love
Missing every moment you were with someone you love
Songs that make you cry and tastes that you crave
Dreams that keep you going and souvenirs you save
Words and faces and kisses and embraces
And a hundred little tunes
A hundred times you hugged the moon
Little freckles and little lines
Scars you carry with you
Armed against the times
A thousand memories that you are
You lose some but you gain yourself
The marvel that you are
I found myself,
While looking I found you too
Not lonely, just left alone
Not away, I just came home…
Missing every moment you were with someone you love
Songs that make you cry and tastes that you crave
Dreams that keep you going and souvenirs you save
Words and faces and kisses and embraces
And a hundred little tunes
A hundred times you hugged the moon
Little freckles and little lines
Scars you carry with you
Armed against the times
A thousand memories that you are
You lose some but you gain yourself
The marvel that you are
I found myself,
While looking I found you too
Not lonely, just left alone
Not away, I just came home…
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19 comments:
ya 3amme leh since ive been reading u, I feel like im reading my own writing.
Pleasantly suprised at meeting you and not all men are sleeping.
Your writing is emotive and very beautifl.
ktir ktir ktir helo!
another sign of growing up: an inner serenity, a glow that you seem to have now... like the sea after a storm has passed... it's a pleasure to "hear" you happy :)
marmour because we're alike you and me :)
anon, thank you. wonderful meeting you too. hope you like our little entourage :)
hey maya, just like that.. things fall into place..
"I found myself,
While looking I found you too
Not lonely, just left alone
Not away, I just came home…"
shta2nelik asslan... enno... ana shta2tellik for one.
I loved this little post mirvat. you're coming back, yalla shwayy shwayy.
you have an interesting way of saying goodbye. or
was it hello.
so absent minded these days zouzou... trying to come back :) trying to keep up and read the blogs i love too..
anon i don't see th point in goodbyes but in my defense i certainly don't remember the 'see you later' at the end..
Pity - It was the 'see you later' part I didn't comprehend.
hmmmm... why?
i lose my focus in crowded places..
Au contraire. It was your focus that I found distracting.
you would be the focus if you didn't get distracted so easily :) you don't get someone's attention, you take it, no? we are comme un refuge of others' interest if it's there..
To be fair, the distraction was your right hand; for you, the cognac.
we can't learn fire so we drink cognac..
I disagree; I sense fire.
spoken like a true narcissist. i like it!
Sigh - Intrinsic to you. Sorry to disappoint.
did you get the pictures? i can email them to you.
No. Wish you would.
i did
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