Sunday, 26 October 2014

Metaphoric

اخذت رشفه من قهوتها و قالت له: تبدو كشخص آخر، فأنت لم تعد تﻻزم مكتبك طوال اليوم و لا تشرب قهوتك سوداء. نظر اليها و قال: تغيرت و انا ملزم. لو الامر يعود الي للازمت مكتبي طوال اليوم و لكنني لن أضمن عيشي هكذا.  استطيع ان استمتع بقهوتي الغير سوداء و ارى وجهك الآن. قهوتي السوداء لم يعد طعمها يناسبني.

Wednesday, 8 October 2014

I love you.

As I watch the sun set, I hear your foot steps and feel your arms slide around my waist. "I love you so much" you whisper. I turn around, tip toe to kiss your cheek, hold your chin and print a little soft kiss on your lips. You smile that little smile I admire and I shatter into a thousand little pieces. "I love you a little more every second" I say.
And as we look at the sun setting across the horizon and into the sea, I love you a little more. As we swing and I fall asleep into your arms, I love you a little more. As you carry me to bed, I love you a little more. As you stroke my hair and wish me a good night, I love you the most.