" إذا قدّمت كلّ شيء ولم يكن كافيًا، فقدّم غيابك ."
— ماريو بينيديتي
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" إذا قدّمت كلّ شيء ولم يكن كافيًا، فقدّم غيابك ."
— ماريو بينيديتي
A person fades away from your memory. Their truth doesn’t scare you anymore. The thought and wish of being with them don’t cross your mind anymore. But, some stuff, just stay. They’re still there, in a deep, deep, point of your mind. You miss them in a way you can’t explain, even to yourself. The way you miss a song, or a movie you were once obsessed with. The way you miss something that’s not yours. And the way you miss something that did you no harm. It’s a fleeting moment, yes, but you know it’s always been there. It’s not sad, it’s not happy, it’s just there. A memory telling you; you’ve loved and been loved. You’ve been happy. You had someone.
spending saturday mornings working is growing on me
لو كنت في كل مرة أفكر فيك لمست نجما من نجوم السماء، لأصبحت السماء مهرجانا من النور.
- انيس منصور.
Translation : If every time I thought of you I touched a star in the sky, the sky would be a festival of light.
Sower with Setting Sun, 1888, by Vincent Van Gogh
sorry i cant talk rn im busy thinking about how i should have done everything differently
«كلّ ورد الحب في قلبـي نبت، وازْهَرَت روحٍ يعطّرها شذاك»