كم اتمنى ان اعود الى ذاتي واناجي احلامي وأسابق احزاني فأرحل مع حيرتـي للبعيد لأنني اصبحت متعطش الى من يعيد عواطفي الى الحياة تتطاير أمامي صفحاتي وحروفي وترجوني لأجمع شتاتها فأجمعها ورقة تلو ورقة فتنحدر دمعاتي الحارقة واحدة تلو الأخرى لأجدها امامي قد جسدت أعظم ذكرى مرت على تاريخ قلبي تاركة خلفها جروح مندملة يبقى نبض قلبي واحاسيسي الدافئة مجرد أحلام بريئة أغتالتها الأحزان مرت قافلة أحزاني ودموعي بمحطة كانت هي لي البدايه
Language is for non-lovers Those who are not in love :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: :heart: For lovers silence is enough language without saying anything They Go on speaking :heart: :heart: Take care :heart: :heart: with lots of Love ♥ ♥♥ ♥
Is a book better if you speed read it, or if you take your time and get lost in it? Is a song better if you skim through it, or if you take the time to really listen? Is food better if you cram it down your throat, or if you savor every bite and really appreciate the flavor? Is your work better if you’re trying to do 10 things at once, or if you really pour yourself into one important task? Is your time spent with a friend or loved one better if you have a rushed meeting interrupted by your emails and text messages, or if you can relax and really focus on the person? Life as a whole is better if you go slowly, and take the time to savor it, appreciate every moment. That’s the simplest reason to slow down.