Sarah El-Kaffel

dimanche 26 octobre 2014

Goodbye Old Friend. #Part 5

#Part 5: My Old best friend.

Well, I'm wondering why am iIcalling you " my old best friend" while I still consider you as the closest person to my heart even if I'm not showing it.
Maybe life taugh me to behave this way , especially after all what I went through because of hardly caring you.
I didn't regret any try from me to get you back , neither a tear I dropped for you , even my broken heart , it still believe that you are worth it.
am I waiting for illusion or someday I'll get the old you?

I'm missing you..

Goodbye Old Friend. #Part 4

Libellés : My writings à 11:33

#Part 4 : My Old best friend.

And here I am standing mysteriously on pavements by my own, the other part gave up on me, the other half of me left.. ~ Longing, craving, hankering, nostalgia ~ that’s what dominating my mind and heart too. I have plenty of question marks which need answers, I am wondering and wondering and blowing up my mind looking for it, while I know already that the only one whom going to give a response is you. However, where are you? Where are you to delight my wounded heart? I guess.. You are lost, I am lost and we are lost.

Goodbye Old Friend. #Part 3

Libellés : My writings à 11:27

#Part 3: My Old best friend.

Now! I just have these memories to remember, just these old moments to bleed my heart, just these yore to tear up, just watching your ghost making me dropping oceans and oceans.. like a shattered flower with faded colors..
I am not me anymore, I am vanishing.. Is that your absence doing that to me? Is it me this much hopeless? Or maybe it's life screwing me down as we used to face it together, we were us against the world, us against them all.

Goodbye Old Friend. #Part 2

Libellés : My writings à 11:18

#Part 2 : My old best friend.

I didn’t find someone to confess since you've been gone, just my pen and my papers. Sometimes I give up on them too, I break my pen, I cut off my papers because I don’t find words which describe my statues without you, without the old us. I missed your smile, so badly did miss our crazy moments full of joy and innocence, our stupid fights, our pieces of tears at goodbye. I miss how much close we were, I miss every single moment we had, I miss “she will be loved”, I miss “anywhere but here”. I miss you being around all the time, I miss the fact that you were my only refuge and my closest ever.

Goodbye Old Friend. #Part 1

Libellés : My writings à 11:12

#Part 1 : My old best friend.

To you my soulmate , I’m writing secret letters, just because we are not us anymore, we are not talking as we used to do for hours and hours ignoring the whole world, living in our own special world.
We are hiding now, we are escaping, we've became strangers..

lundi 13 octobre 2014

سئمت..

Libellés : My writings à 11:15

أنا فقط سئمت !
سئمت البرود في العواطف
سئمت اللامبالة
سئمت الوحدة
سئمت الخيبات
سئمت الإختناق
سئمت الغياب والجفاء
سئمت الإشتياق
سئمت الإغتراب
سئمت الحنين
سئمت الأحلام والأوهام
سئمت وجودي بينهم ، بين " خلق" خلت من قلوبهم الأحاسيس .. سئمتكم !

# بقلمي .