Daydreams...

- No one can draw a smile on my face and make it last for too long like he does. That's why I'm marrying him. = And no one can make you cry like him!! -Yes, that is true. But that is how it works; the one who makes you laugh deep from your heart is the same one who makes you cry deep from your heart. = And after all that happened, after all that he did, will you trust him again?! What will you do when he hurts your heart again?! - First of all, that's a lame thought. Why do you insist on predicting the worse? Why don't you just wish me luck and hope the best for me?! Secondly, let's assume it happens and he hurts me again. I don’t think I would mind it then. Because when it happens, I would have lived the time of my life with him. I would have tasted the happiness I'm destined to taste in this life. And I would not regret it. On the contrary, I'm sure I will regret not marrying him one day. Please support me. That's what friends are for, aren...

I'm not the face you see everyday. I'm not the number you dial when you are in despair. I'm not the person you go to when you need advice. I'm not the voices inside your head. I'm your dream. I'm the happy thought you get before you sleep. I'm the sudden shy smile on your face. I'm the light summer breeze on a hot sunny day in your life. I'm your fears. I'm your responsibilities. But, I'm also your hopes. And that just makes my whole life. I wish for nothing but your happiness. I'm serious!

في محاولة بائسة للنوم يتقلب كلاهما على جانبيهما مرات عديدة متفرقة دون أن يتلاقا ولو لثواني. وعلى الرغم أن كلاهما يدرك مشاعر الآخر جيدا، لم يحاول أحدا إشراك الآخر في إيجاد حل لهذه الحالة التي وقعوا تحت تأثيرها، حالة القلق وعدم الاستقرار. كلا منهما كان يبحث عن طريقة للهروب بعيدا، ومع ذلك أبا أن يحاولا المشاركة في إيجاد الطريق. حتى أتت اللحظة الحاسمة؛ لحظة الوصول إلى قرار. لم يتمكنا أيضا أن يجتمعوا على قرار واحد، فإحداهما قرر الاستسلام والآخر قرر أن يثور. وهكذا كانت تمر لياليهم، بين اتفاق على الاتجاه واختلاف على الطريق.

I remember my first pain. I remember falling to the ground, crying. I remember how my heart ached. I remember that feeling quite well. However, I don't believe I'll ever have that same feeling again. Though I know that I'll fall again, but each fall will hold its own unique pain. Every time my heart will ache differently. Even numbness is a feeling; a feeling of pain.

That is the only time when writing makes sense. Writing well means writing to make the reading easier, more enjoyable, and more relieving. That, we know! But when writing takes the readers' troubles away; when writing goes beyond the meanings behind the words written, and have a whole new higher value, like to relief pain, create hope, inspire, or transform. That's the writing I want to write. That's the writing I dream of. That's the writing I hope I'm offering to the world.

Some days you just wish they could never end. Some moments you wish you could hold on forever. Today was one of those extremely happy days. And I have decided that I will enjoy my moments as long as I can, because this happiness is priceless. No one can make me laugh the way you do. The same way no one can make me cry like you do. The moon has two faces; and I decided to look at the bright side and enjoy it as long as it shines. Loving you! :)

Dear old friend, I have no idea how I had a dream of you last night, but ever since I woke up this morning, I couldn't let go of your picture in my mind. I miss you, dear friend. I miss you badly. I wonder if you miss me too. I wonder why you have abandoned our friendship. I wonder if you too dream of me every once and awhile. How come does my mind still remember you, specially in the midst of such emotionally exhausting days? I have this belief in dreams that they come right in the time we need them the most. Is my dream a sign of anything at all? Or is it just a game my mind decided to play randomly. I wish you could only know how much I miss you, how much I love you, though all the heartache you have caused me. I just want my friend back. Can I?! The friend who misses you.