And maybe when the stars align again in the night sky, when the butterfly flaps its wings against the warm air and the clouds make way for the silver moonlight, maybe then you will come back to me. And then the stars will laugh with your laughter and all nature will start singing the song that only we know. And just like before, the world will be dancing in synchronisation to the symphony of our story and the waves of the sea will give way to the wondrous love that will start pouring out from the depths of our united heart.
Sunday, March 20, 2016
Saturday, November 14, 2015
Be Safe
Nowhere is safe anymore. I'm tired of all of these stuff, of bombs on planes, of shooting innocent people, of terrorising the world, of killing in cold blood. Once I thought that all people, no matter what their differences, wanted one thing in common : peace. Maybe I was wrong.
What has this world become? How did it all start? Why are we only realising this now? And yes, I am afraid. Not just for me, but for my loved ones and the good people of this world. You might say, no, don't be afraid, if you are scared it means they've won. But you know what? We've let them win, by cultivating hatred and closing our eyes when things were less severe by thinking that "it's ok, this is not happening to me". We let them win by closing our borders, blaming immigrants all the time for the bad things happening in our country. I live in a European country and yet never feel safe, no matter where I am. If you had one chance to safe yourself and your family by fleeing, wouldn't you?
It's about time for all people to find the humanity they've lost and unite to fight this. I don't know how, I don't have the answers. But maybe love and compassion is a small step towards that.
What has this world become? How did it all start? Why are we only realising this now? And yes, I am afraid. Not just for me, but for my loved ones and the good people of this world. You might say, no, don't be afraid, if you are scared it means they've won. But you know what? We've let them win, by cultivating hatred and closing our eyes when things were less severe by thinking that "it's ok, this is not happening to me". We let them win by closing our borders, blaming immigrants all the time for the bad things happening in our country. I live in a European country and yet never feel safe, no matter where I am. If you had one chance to safe yourself and your family by fleeing, wouldn't you?
It's about time for all people to find the humanity they've lost and unite to fight this. I don't know how, I don't have the answers. But maybe love and compassion is a small step towards that.
Wednesday, July 15, 2015
Letting Go
All my life
I’ve been trying to be strong. I’ve always been the laid back, never stressed,
forgiving, seeing the silver lining kind of person. Trying not to be scared of
anything, being this perfect version of myself. And I’ve been trying to
understand the world, to accept the things that I didn’t like and couldn’t change.
I’ve changed a lot, developed as a person, understood aspects of life. I
struggled a lot to find my inner peace, but still haven’t found it. For this
past year, I’ve been quite the opposite person. I’ve been afraid and stressed
and worried, sometimes without realizing it, and I’ve started experiencing
annoying anxiety thoughts. I know I’ll never be completely free of my fears
unless I accept them. And so I try to understand them and let them go. It’s ok
for accidents to happen, it’s ok for people to end up in hospitals and have
surgeries. It’s ok to get sick, it’s ok to lose control, it’s ok to be afraid. It’s
ok to want to curl up in a ball and cry. It happens that people get cancer, it
happens that they die, it happens that some of my friends’ dads died. It’s ok
to be worried for an exam, it’s ok for people not to pick up their phones for
whole hours. It’s ok to get a head rush, it’s ok to faint, it’s ok to be in
pain. No, nothing is going to happen to you when you live alone, no, they won’t
find you dead, no, you won’t faint in a locked room or suffocate. It would be
ok if you panicked, it you be ok even in an exam, it would be ok in the plane.
And it’s ok to feel anxious without particular reason. It’s ok to worry that
past events may happen again. It’s ok.
We are
strong enough to deal with everything that we have to face. Bad things happen,
yes. But good things happen as well. And I am grateful for my wonderful family
and friends, the gifts I was given in life and the strength I’ve had so far. If
something bad happens, I’ll have the strength to face it when the time comes.
And I’m sure one day I’ll look back and realize how stronger I’ve become. This is
just how life is. Ups and downs. I know that to finally find my inner peace, I
need to accept these.
Friday, May 1, 2015
Friday, June 20, 2014
Falling
You wonder why I fell for you?
I fell for the warmth your lips leave on my forehead after a long kiss. I fell for your tight embrace, your arms towering over me. The goosebumps your kisses leave when they trace my back. The sweet wait when I know you're coming for me.I fell for the sound of your words and the shyness in your voice when you whisper that you missed me. I fell for the wide smile and the spark in your eyes whenever I enter the room. I fell for the way you cherish me and care for me. For your honest laughter, your brains, your skills. The silly moments we shared. I fell for those times you held me in your protective arms to soothe me, those late nights when we shared the darkest parts of our souls. Your patience and endurance, the way you always see right through me. I fell for the way you shouted that you don't want me to change the things you hate about me cause otherwise it wouldn't be me. I fell for your confessions and your honesty. I fell for the way you tear me apart and then fix me again, the way you take my tearing face in your hands before you kiss me.
I fell for you, cause you are my "incomplete, in my life full of incompletes".
I fell for the warmth your lips leave on my forehead after a long kiss. I fell for your tight embrace, your arms towering over me. The goosebumps your kisses leave when they trace my back. The sweet wait when I know you're coming for me.I fell for the sound of your words and the shyness in your voice when you whisper that you missed me. I fell for the wide smile and the spark in your eyes whenever I enter the room. I fell for the way you cherish me and care for me. For your honest laughter, your brains, your skills. The silly moments we shared. I fell for those times you held me in your protective arms to soothe me, those late nights when we shared the darkest parts of our souls. Your patience and endurance, the way you always see right through me. I fell for the way you shouted that you don't want me to change the things you hate about me cause otherwise it wouldn't be me. I fell for your confessions and your honesty. I fell for the way you tear me apart and then fix me again, the way you take my tearing face in your hands before you kiss me.
I fell for you, cause you are my "incomplete, in my life full of incompletes".
Monday, March 31, 2014
Wreckages
We are wreckages. We live this disappointing life together, looking for our true selves, trying to figure out what we really want. We help each other mend the broken pieces, fix what was once shattered and guide one another through the pits of darkness. But we sometimes stray from the path, lose one another in the dark, yield to temptations. And then some valuable parts of us get detached from our bodies and souls, sacrificed for the sake of the forbidden. And we are left with less than what we started with, only to try again to stick together some of the broken pieces, but losing others, time and time again. And we end up the same wreckages, gluing parts of each other, only to lose ourselves in the dark again.
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