Yen..

 Yen

When we are foreigners we tend not to miss the land or places but the people, our friends and families, we tend to miss who we are and what we used to be, we miss all the memories we had and the long never ending talks with whom we loved.. 



اشتياق 

اصبحت ادرك ان الاشتياق ليس للأوطان او الاماكن 

انما اشتياقٌ للأشخاص و الذكريات 

اشتياقٌ لمن نحن و ما كنا عليه 

اشتياقٌ للأحلام للأحاديث الطويلة 

الشوارع و المباني لا تعنيني 

انما من يسكنها يسكن القلب..

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