"I don't understand," he said, "what are you afraid from the rain?"
"Everything--precisely, the thunderclaps, the lightning--the sound of the waterdrops on my roof, those wet windows--everything."
Friday, December 11, 2015
Wednesday, December 9, 2015
2 AM and half-awake
Its almost 2 AM and out of the blue, i remember lots of people who are so important to me.
We were never talk about separation. Even we are in the different spots from each other, even by thousand kilos, birthday and other necessary dates like new year or Eid would not be forgotten.
Except, separation.
I wondering, what will we be after ten years? After we got married and have own life to take care of?
Am i going to see them with white hair? Will i still be able to laugh and cry together over a television drama with them?
One of my precious person loves to play chess. I can totally imagine him playing chess in his small garden quietly. I can imagine the others busy cooking, and some of them would still loves to sipping a cup of black coffee. Only when the time come, they would like it more bitter. Or simply without any sugar.
And me?
I can imagine myself baking cookies and missing each one of them. Even when im thinking about it now, i feel ache in my heart,
Knowing that we would be never the same. Everything won't be back like this times. We will never look uglier and crazier, and lovelier than now.
We will never hug each other as tight as we can do now.
We were never talk about separation. Even we are in the different spots from each other, even by thousand kilos, birthday and other necessary dates like new year or Eid would not be forgotten.
Except, separation.
I wondering, what will we be after ten years? After we got married and have own life to take care of?
Am i going to see them with white hair? Will i still be able to laugh and cry together over a television drama with them?
One of my precious person loves to play chess. I can totally imagine him playing chess in his small garden quietly. I can imagine the others busy cooking, and some of them would still loves to sipping a cup of black coffee. Only when the time come, they would like it more bitter. Or simply without any sugar.
And me?
I can imagine myself baking cookies and missing each one of them. Even when im thinking about it now, i feel ache in my heart,
Knowing that we would be never the same. Everything won't be back like this times. We will never look uglier and crazier, and lovelier than now.
We will never hug each other as tight as we can do now.
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