Daydreams...

Since it’s my only way to let it go, my only way to breathe, I’ll have to write it down, for you. So, be prepared to know one of my deepest secrets, which, I believe, is your deepest secret too. We are all one, aren’t we?! I wish for someone, a life companion, and a true friend. Someone who’s here beside me whenever I’m in need or having a hard time accepting life. Someone who will surprise me every now and then, and gives me random visits just because that would make us both happy. Someone who I could give all of my caring and love to. Someone who listens to me, cries for me, and secretly prays for me. I know I might already be blessed with that person in my life, but I’m not yet aware. That would be my mistake; please pray for me. I also know that maybe Allah hasn't granted me that person yet because I don’t deserve being the center of someone else’s life. Or maybe Allah is telling me that such a person doesn't exist in this life. Or I’m just being taught again and again tha...

I miss writing to an extent you can't imagine. I miss swaying with the words and meanings to come out with a total different sentence than the one I planned to write. I miss daydreaming and imagining things that aren't true just because it feels magical. I miss the friend in you. --------------------------------------- Things have been crazy, really crazy, since I last wrote. I got overwhelmed in life and work and love. I was super busy and super happy. And still, the busyness of life isn't leaving me alone. Now I feel tired, exhausted, yet willing to stay up and never let it go that easily, this time. I'm trying to fight, for a change. I'm not complaining, I'm affirming that I'm strong. --------------------------------------- Sometimes it's a leap of faith that you must take to pursue some kind of happiness. It's an opportunity you see and you wish not to let go easily. A dream that you look upon and keep wishing it turns into a reality. You know h...

You are on the radio. You're in every song I listen to. You're on the TV. And you're even inside my laptop. You're in the coffee I drink; and you're there sitting beside me drinking. You're everywhere I go. You're walking at every street and passing by me with your car. You're everywhere. And I don't know what hurts the most, the fact that you are actually not there? That you are untouchable, and unreachable. Or the fact that you are somewhere else, totally different, and totally far away. That there's no chance ever of meeting you coincidentally?!

It happens to a lot of people, different people. Denial. They say grief has many faces, one of them is denial. You may spend a whole day hiding behind a mask of happiness, like you can take in as much as the world might give you, like you can do everything that can be done in this whole world. But, then something happens to break you. It may be something too strong and deep that it has the ability to awaken the rage that is within you. Or it may be a pushy person pushing you to speak and talk, and keeps reminding you of how sad you actually should be. It usually comes at the end of the day, the breaking down, after you get deeply tired, tired of holding that mask on your face, tired of how hard you have worked to prove that you can take in the cruel world you may be living in, tired of draining your physical and emotional energy away of you, and tired of that pushy person beside you begging you to talk and speak. Then when you do, speak up and say what's truly on your mind and i...

There's a beauty in things that are not seen.                      Trying to hide a smile inside yourself is beautiful.  Figuring out a secret , all by yourself, is beautiful .      Having something to say to someone else, but you prefer keeping it inside, is beautiful. Getting the chance to know what has been hidden inside someone else's heart is beautiful.                 Listening to a song and dreaming of it being dedicated to you is beautiful.  Having a dream is beautiful .                                           Chasing your dream is beautiful .  Knowing someone else's wish is beautiful.          Feeling the happiness of someone else is beautiful.  Sharing sadness with someone el...