This is a part from an arabic poem written by iraqi poet Alsyyab.
How did I not love you
How did I lose you
If only my legs, like yesterday, would fly as I walk
I’d go all around looking for you
Destiny has cut our bridges down
But the poet has died inside of me, so did my dreams
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It’s always amazing how the words of a loving man can change a woman’s life.
How god gave this ability to men that soften the hearts of women.
My husband has this gift, he is so blessed to take over my soul for only a word or two.. I would surrender.
Though its not only one word that changes everything, but the tone, the look and the lovely soft touch. that completes the art piece of love.
“You’re so sweet, sweeter than honey”
Anyone can say it, but when it comes from the lips we love, it will have its own magic power.
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Why do I keep writing about all these things that bothers, hurts me without giving any solutions for it.
it just seem like a circle.
from about six months, the same worries repeat itself over and over again.
but no answer at all?
I dont think I have a solution to be honest.
I’m just hopping from Allah to help me get through all of this.
I just want to be in my house, with my husband, happy.
thats all I really want. and it brings so many tears to my eyes
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I dont know why my heart hurts so much?
Is it the fact that I’m being so judge by everyone for the first time, so harshly they judge me.
or am I aftaid of being judged too by my own husband.
I believe both the reasons.
I’m feeling crowded by all of them.
I really deeply wish if I can go on my own. just for one day. I miss being myself.
and is it their fault that I stopped being myself or is it mine.
I’m afraid of everyone including myself. I seem to hurt me pretty much too.
Is it really a good reason to judge someone just because they happen to get married?
I dont think I’ve ever done that. but I’m doing it now to myself, so does my mum, my family, my friends and my husband.
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