Because each took a part of me they weren't meant to have.
Because now, I have none of the pieces left to give you.
Because you deserve so much more than pieces, you deserve a complete whole.
I was crying because one day you will learn that and you will leave.
I am afraid and there is nothing I can do about it.
Love me with all the missing pieces, because that's all there is to it.
I would apologize if it would've done good, but it won't.
puzzle pieces, juvenile analysis, lots of fooling around and making sense out of it all.
Monday, July 26, 2010
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
M&A Beer Store (شركة ذات مسئولية محدودة)
This little fellow over here is more than you might think he is.
He twists and sings and flirts till you can't take all that charm at one shot.
Those brown curls soften my heart and that youthful skin heals what's left of me.
His courage, idealism and constant questioning of things keep my senses alert and my observation sharp.
His courage helps me believe in my own world more each day.
His strength multiplies to revolve around me forming this unforciable halo of tenderness and lust for life, of having the ability to try out everything and total belief that things will work out fine if we just let them be.
I am his proof of hidden forces and chemistry beyond human comprehension.
He is my proof of all things I wanted to prove existed without forcing them to be.
His lips are the sweetest wine there is to taste,
his finger stokes aganist my skin leave traces of a million stories waiting to be told.
Poems with his lips.
Sunrays with his skin.
Music with his presence.
Freedom with his love.
You get me, all that I have to offer is yours.
We just want to be happy.
He twists and sings and flirts till you can't take all that charm at one shot.
Those brown curls soften my heart and that youthful skin heals what's left of me.
His courage, idealism and constant questioning of things keep my senses alert and my observation sharp.
His courage helps me believe in my own world more each day.
His strength multiplies to revolve around me forming this unforciable halo of tenderness and lust for life, of having the ability to try out everything and total belief that things will work out fine if we just let them be.
I am his proof of hidden forces and chemistry beyond human comprehension.
He is my proof of all things I wanted to prove existed without forcing them to be.
His lips are the sweetest wine there is to taste,
his finger stokes aganist my skin leave traces of a million stories waiting to be told.
Poems with his lips.
Sunrays with his skin.
Music with his presence.
Freedom with his love.
You get me, all that I have to offer is yours.
We just want to be happy.
Tuesday, July 6, 2010
Personal and Not Twisted
I've been putting things off for the lack of my financial abilities to do them, and it stresses me out.
I've always liked to believe that money doesn't matter. And to my surprise, I found out that it actually does matter a great deal.
List time....
Things to do this month:
1) Start those French courses I've been wanting to do ever since collage.
2) Get my laptop from the PC clinic.
3) Fix my car's right mirror.
4) Treat us to this nice dinner.
5) Take Kiki out for sushi.
6) Haircut?
7) Buy a navy polo shirt.
8) Decide on ASMUN
9) Get my driving lisence back.
10) Pay for the converse I told one of my shcool friends to buy me while she is in the States.
Since my blog is something I like to keep doing I decided to ease out on the twisted personal writings and make it a bit more comprehensible to the public.
So, I signed my contract that other week and you are now looking at the Internal Legal Advisor of this place (big titles while doing little things are fun). I'm expecting my business cards to arrive anytime.
I got into 2 air-fights with 2 different friends and still need to talk to my best friend about a couple of things but can't seem to find the time.
I want to vanish into thin air.
I've always liked to believe that money doesn't matter. And to my surprise, I found out that it actually does matter a great deal.
List time....
Things to do this month:
1) Start those French courses I've been wanting to do ever since collage.
2) Get my laptop from the PC clinic.
3) Fix my car's right mirror.
4) Treat us to this nice dinner.
5) Take Kiki out for sushi.
6) Haircut?
7) Buy a navy polo shirt.
8) Decide on ASMUN
9) Get my driving lisence back.
10) Pay for the converse I told one of my shcool friends to buy me while she is in the States.
Since my blog is something I like to keep doing I decided to ease out on the twisted personal writings and make it a bit more comprehensible to the public.
So, I signed my contract that other week and you are now looking at the Internal Legal Advisor of this place (big titles while doing little things are fun). I'm expecting my business cards to arrive anytime.
I got into 2 air-fights with 2 different friends and still need to talk to my best friend about a couple of things but can't seem to find the time.
I want to vanish into thin air.
Sunday, July 4, 2010
What I Don't Want Forgotten
اسطول الحرية
أزمة المحامين و القضاه
إعتصام العمال و الممرضين و المُعلمين
التزوير الفج الغبى لإنتخابات الشورى
خالد سعيد
محاكمتى و انا بريئة كل البراءة من شتى أنواع الظلم التى تحوطهم
Israeli Attack of the medical convory going harmlessly to Gaza
Escalation of the situation between Lawyers and Judges
Forgery of The Shura Council Elections
Sit-in of workmen, nurses and teachers
Khaled Saed
Judging the helpless creature of me while letting all of the above go uncared for
أزمة المحامين و القضاه
إعتصام العمال و الممرضين و المُعلمين
التزوير الفج الغبى لإنتخابات الشورى
خالد سعيد
محاكمتى و انا بريئة كل البراءة من شتى أنواع الظلم التى تحوطهم
Israeli Attack of the medical convory going harmlessly to Gaza
Escalation of the situation between Lawyers and Judges
Forgery of The Shura Council Elections
Sit-in of workmen, nurses and teachers
Khaled Saed
Judging the helpless creature of me while letting all of the above go uncared for
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