One morning, back in the days when I used to go to school, I woke up and did not even find one reason why I should attend the school. I was in this kind of mood that makes your room the only place you want to be in. I could not sleep so I just lied down on my bed and entertained thoughts about how pointless everything was.
A friendship for … forever
Are words too seldom heard
That kind of steadfast loyalty
So often is averred
These days to expect permanence
Could almost seem absurd
I had never seen or heard my father cry. Then one day, he was saying something wrong and wouldn’t accept it. Our quarrel turned into a fight. I shouted at him and left. I hated him. I sat on my bed and started thinking. After some time, I went towards his room and I heard him crying. I didn’t dare to enter. I waited for some hours and then went to my mom and asked her why dad was crying. She said his heart was broken when I told him I hate him. I think my heart broke too when I heard that. You know how much a girl loves her father even when she hates him. Mom told me that Dad had asked her to pray that when I grow up my children won’t break my heart the way I broke his.
I was sleeping in my love‘s arms. I opened my eyes and found him looking at me and I read in his eyes:
When you first fall in love you feel special as if you have discovered an unknown beauty that is hidden from others. Not only with love comes a pleasure that dominates every corner of your soul, but it also brings with itself a feeling of self-esteem too, for now you have something that others don’t. You start to understand the love stories you had read. You become the main character in all love stories and the composer of all love poems and your beloved the subject of them all. Your love becomes the only love lived in the world and all poems and stories just different narrations of it. Continue reading
The breezes at dawn
to tell you
Don’t go back to sleep!