Love

 

Love is the answer to everything
To all your unspoken questions

Hate is easy
People make enough mistakes every second for you to hate

But to love and be loved is the hardest part

Love needs patience, strength and resilience
It asks us to forgive when it's easier to walk away
To stay hopeful when disappointment feels certain
To keep our hearts open after they've been broken

Love is not always loud
Sometimes it whispers through the people who stay
Through the hands that help us up
And the words we didn't know we needed to hear

Love is anything but perfect
It stumbles and falls like we do
Yet it keeps trying
Again and again

Love is the answer that keeps us floating

Love surrounds us in many different shapes and forms
In the friend who listens without judgment
In the parent who worries
In the child who trusts
In the stranger who shows kindness
When they owe us nothing at all

Love nurtures us and helps us grow

To be loved is to be seen, heard and felt
In the parts of ourselves we struggle to understand
In the moments we are at our strongest
And especially in the moments we are not

To know that your presence matters
That your voice carries weight
And that your absence would be noticed

And it pains me to hear that you've given up on love

So let my last wish for you be this:
Never give up on finding love
For even when it feels far away
Love has a way of finding us
When we least expect it

And to never give up on the hopeless romantic that you were..

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منذ كم يوم قام الفيسبوك بتذكرتي بمقولتي المفضلة التي كنت قد شاركتها منذ أكثر من ثلاثة عشر سنة،  لتبقى الى الآن من أحب الاقتباسات إلى قلبي و التي لأجل الصدفة تختصر في أربعة جمل  كل ما كتبت فوق منذ أسبوعين أو أكثر. 

" ومالي سواكِ وطن

وتذكرة للتراب.. رصاصة عشقٍ بلون كفن

 ولا شيء غيرك عندي 

مشاريعُ حبّ.. لعمر قصير!"

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Ps: it’s my birthday.