|Him:||still ok.. still going strong.. still beautiful.. thats ok no?|
|Her:||that's pretty good, yes..|
|:||I am still ok...|
|:||still distracted, still torn, still deeply engaged and totally disconnected...|
|:||all signs of being ok|
|Him:||ah, like the sudden one I know.. random you called it|
|:||I would say challenging... in more than one way|
|:||which i see as a compliment|
|:||I mean you are lively..not boring..or predictable|
|:||ships, we should have slept together.. for the sake of chemistry|
|:||but the darned principles|
|Her:||ships, i think you're right...|
|Him:||it was always there, should have seen the frown on my face|
|:||I wanted you… but didn't want you unhappy|
|:||I think we would have made magic love|
I love you; for the ungraspable idea you are, the immeasurable potential; for all what I see and cannot fanthom, for what I understand and cannot explain.
Stop being fearful of unexpected expressions of love, of spontaneous expressions of care.
Physical manifestations to a loss of words or poetic expressions to a lack of touch.
It is from those fragile and vulnerable gestures that are revealed the most sincere partners, that are born the most meaningful relationships.
So lucid, and so poignant, I have been so struck by these words since I read them. It’s like my wordless dilemmas have finally come undone. (From a Facebook status of a - quite random - recent aquaintance.)
|Niece:||what does 'engaged' mean?|
|Sister:||that's before people get married... so, before they live together|
|(and she shall soon learn that was a lie...)|
|Niece:||so you and dad are married?|
|Niece:||and I am alone|
|(a thought that couldn't have occured to me so long as I could play with my toys in public)|
|Niece:||so I should get married.|
|(a thought that still doesn't occur to me)|
|Sister:||and who would you marry?|
|Sister:||but he's your grandfather|
|Niece:||so what. He's a man.|
|That girl's got one looong way ahead of her...|
Hats and boots shopping in Leon, Mexico (once upon a time)
things i should have posted but never did. one day at a tequila factory.
Found on a colleague’ wall.
Paolo Coelho - Aleph
No, #Christmas is not over in #beirut…
My tree! #christmas #beirut