I was waiting for you again. I was waiting and hating myself for it.
I wish you cared enough for me not to make me wait.
I wish you cared enough for me not to make me doubt you.
I wish I knew you will come.
I wish I believed in you enough to know you won't hurt me.
I wish I trusted you.
Am I incapable of trusting you? Or is it that you have not earned my trust? Is this my problem or yours?
I do not know.
All I know is that it is a problem.
Monday, September 1, 2008
Friday, June 6, 2008
The Moon
Tonight you were slim at sunset, reminding me of the Persian poem:
I saw the sky's green land and a sickle of the new moon, reminding me of my own crops and the harvest time.
I had planted something. I had nurtured it. From the night you were blocked by the sun. The harvest time arrived; I did not have a good season.
Our names will orbit the moon, but we cannot get to meet on earth again. As far as it is, and as unreachable as it appears, moon is more accepting of us. How strange is that?
I saw the sky's green land and a sickle of the new moon, reminding me of my own crops and the harvest time.
I had planted something. I had nurtured it. From the night you were blocked by the sun. The harvest time arrived; I did not have a good season.
Our names will orbit the moon, but we cannot get to meet on earth again. As far as it is, and as unreachable as it appears, moon is more accepting of us. How strange is that?
Monday, May 5, 2008
Happiness
Happiness is feeling good because you are around. Happiness is the inability to stop giggling when looking in your eyes. Happiness is being safe and at peace knowing I have found you. Happiness is knowing that I will see you again, knowing that you keep in touch, knowing that there is nothing to doubt, because everything feels just right! I do not need to persuade anybody or to be persuaded to feel anything; I do not need to push someone to change, and no one is demanding me to change. Happiness is here. Happiness is here because you and I have come a long way to be here together. I do not care what the future holds. Right now, I am happy.
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Angels
I see angels everyday. The security guard who won't let me in unless I give him a smile, makes my day, he is an angel. So is the nurse whom I went to for a bad headache I got at work. She did not let me leave until I scheduled a physical exam because I had not had one in a long time. I realized later that I had to take care of a condition that could have become problematic later. Our secretary was driving behind me today and noticed that my car's brake lights were not working and let me know. She avoided a dangerous accident I could get into, she is an angel.
There are angels everywhere. Look closer. Try to be one, it is not that hard. All you have to do is to care a little more about people around you.
There are angels everywhere. Look closer. Try to be one, it is not that hard. All you have to do is to care a little more about people around you.
Saturday, January 26, 2008
Eyes
I had never met you
You had never met me
Our eyes cross each other
and we know:
You want to know me,
I want to know you.
What loyal masters are our eyes
Welcoming beauty to our lives
Every single day.
You had never met me
Our eyes cross each other
and we know:
You want to know me,
I want to know you.
What loyal masters are our eyes
Welcoming beauty to our lives
Every single day.
Tuesday, January 22, 2008
Peace
I have been longing for you,
You kept running away,
Whenever you decided to stay,
Someone or something stole you away,
Now you are here,
I am here,
and I know how precious you are,
No more doubts,
I am not giving you away,
Not ever again,
My dear inner Peace.
You kept running away,
Whenever you decided to stay,
Someone or something stole you away,
Now you are here,
I am here,
and I know how precious you are,
No more doubts,
I am not giving you away,
Not ever again,
My dear inner Peace.
Thursday, January 3, 2008
Lucky Seven
We met on the seventh of a month in 07.
I thought "Seven is a lucky number".
We met seven times.
It was the seventh of another month when you said goodbye.
I thought "Seven is a lucky number"!
I thought "Seven is a lucky number".
We met seven times.
It was the seventh of another month when you said goodbye.
I thought "Seven is a lucky number"!
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