Paradox.

It only hurts when you breathe.

It will be fine.

Because the sun, always shines,
again.

When words become, daggers.

Because words,
hurt.

Writing them down.
Saying them aloud.

Does not help.

They hurt.
You hurt.
I hurt.

The loss.

You will never see them again.

And if you do, 

it will hurt to look them in the eye.

You will never get to touch them again.

After memorizing the contours that shape their face.

You'd still recognize their voice,

among a crowd.

You know how hard it is, 

losing someone.

Try losing,

yourself. 

Inside your heart.

It's dark inside, and i am all alone.
I am in your heart, and i am all alone. 
Does that mean i won?
I am in your heart. 
All alone. 
And i feel, home.
I am in your heart. 
But how can i be alone, 
when it's yours.

A part of you.

A part of you longs. 


A part of you longs, 
and nothing helps it become better. 


A part of you aches. 
The middle of your chest, 


hurts.

What is it?

It's close to drowning.

But more like flying.

I feel like falling.

But again i am flying.

It's like i hold my breath for too long.

And then my lungs get filled with all the oxygen in the world.

I am here.

I am coming back, here.

But i am not quite here, yet.

Where am I?

I do not know.

And i love it.

Alien feeling.

I don't quite know,
how to put it into words.

How you make me feel?

I do not know.

2 cm.

You don't know how much strength it takes.

For me to be me,
and stand right here,
infront of you,
look you in the eyes,
and,
remember to,

breath. 

You will never know,
unless you are me,
and you are 2 centimeters away,
from you.

Life.

To choose between right or wrong.

To be the person you want to be,

or the person they make you.

To decide to destroy the world,

or make it a better place.

To do what you wish,

or what you are supposed to do.

To need what you want,

and want what you need.

To have loved, and lost.

To live.

I am thinking of you.

I miss you.

You are consuming me.

You are consuming my thoughts.

My mind.

Me.

So,

i might as well go, get busy,

think of you.

Live.

I think, that's the way life says goodbye to us. 

The end, is very close. 

Make sure, 

to make what's left, 

worth it.

Toy world.

I always had this tiny bit of hope despite everything. 

I am not sure I can find it inside of me, 

anymore.

We are more like toys. 

We have this smile plastered on our faces, 

when inside, 

we've died a thousand times.

The unexplained pain.

I wish i could feel your pain for you. 

Maybe then it would be better, 

feeling pain for an obvious reason.

Because unexplained pain is by far, the worst kind of pain.

And if, you did not kill me. 

Why do i feel immortal?

Humanity, RIP.

Sun shines, 

souls go back to their god.

And i grieve for the souls of people i'd never get the chance to meet. 

Souls that parted, 

alone and scared.

And I keep wondering how you do it. 

Sleep. 

Knowing a mother can't breathe, 

because her heart hurts.

Because death does kill more than just the person it takes.

Maybe we weren't physically killed. 

But we are being emotionally killed, 

each passing minute of every passing day. 

May we rest in peace.

Slow, death.

Death is not what happens when your heart stops beating. 

Death is what happens when your heart aches & there's nothing you can do about it.

It doesn't necessarily happen in a friction of a second. 

Death sometimes happen, 

a bit by bit, 

moment by moment. 

Slow, death.

Which makes me think. 

What is worse: the sudden end to a life? or the gradual death of hope or love?

The sanity.

And at the hospital, the most beautiful baby girl was placed into her mother's loving arms.

At the kids' first day at school, a kid fell down, but before he started to cry, his new best friend rushed to his side.

A guy and a girl have been in love for the past 10 years, they are getting married tonight

An old man just bought flowers for his wife. They are celebrating their 50Th. anniversary with their children, and grand children.

A boy went out today, and he will be going back to his house, at night.

A cat just gave birth to 10 small kittens. She's scared. But she won't eat them. They will keep living on.

And in my throat, i feel a knot for all the loves that might have been, but weren't.

So, maybe the world is wrong today.

But was it ever really right?

And i am stuck here, 

making up stories,

trying to find the sanity in this world.

Martyrs.

Someone woke up today. 
Someone woke up today, 
but they won't be waking up tomorrow. 
Thanks to you.


And there are a bed and a cover, 
that wont be touched nor occupied tonight. 
Because their owner, won't be going home. 
For ever.


And meanwhile we close our eyes, 
souls are opening their's to a more beautiful place. 


And as he takes his final breath, 
he sees the starless sky, 
for the very last time. 
He closes his eyes. 
He flies.
Sound of sirens, 
the background music.


Its going to shake, 
like an earthquake. 
But then, 
an eternal bliss.


And if you say,

you did not kill us with your bullets, 

then why do we feel, dead?

Allahu Akbar.

And the Azan is the background music, 
as people fall down to their knees. 
Souls part. 
Eyes close.


A knot in the throat, tied with thousands of feelings that you can't get out.

And darkness, descends.

The will.

And i wonder,

how many people woke up today,

with the will,

to destroy the world.

Or make it a better place. 

You will be, fine.

One day, you will wake up and you will feel something is not there anymore.
The pain. 
It's gone. 
You are perfectly fine.
You will miss them, but it won't hurt as much.
Your heart learns to live with it, that the pain becomes a part of it.


Until someone mentions them.

On elevators.

Elevators. 
Elevators are just like life. They go up. They go down. The ride could be really long, or a lightening's speed fast.
In elevators, You could meet the love of your life, but before you know it, they would have already stepped out on their chosen floor.
Or maybe you were too busy, talking to someone else, that you missed them.


You make choices, in elevators. They are a mean, towards your chosen destination.

Make it true.

I hope you'd never forget how to, breathe.

I hope you'd never lose the will to wake up in the morning, with the intention of making the world, a much more better place.

I hope you never lose the ability to laugh. Even if, nothing funny has been said.

I hope you could some day look back at all of this, and smile. Because, i know you can.

I hope you never let the people who look up to you, down. Because that would be a hell lot of people.

I hope you realize how much you are more better than the person, you wish you were. Because, you are much more better, you know.

I hope all your love songs, never become, sad songs.

I hope you realize how many people fell in love with your smile, while you weren't looking.

I hope you realize, how wonderful the world is, now that you exist.

I hope you know how much you mean to a person, before it's too late.

I hope you recognize the love of your life, when you get to see them, for the very first time.

I hope you know how the good you did to that same person who hurt you, changed their life.

I hope you know by heart, how everything good you ever do, you get rewarded for. Maybe if not now, surely later.

I hope god's love, would never part you.

I hope you never lose faith in what tomorrow could bring. Because you never know when the best day of your life could be.

I hope you always mean the words you say.

I hope you'd never lose yourself, in the chaos of life.

I hope you always have something to look forward too. Even, if you just made it up.

I hope you always see the best in yourself, in everyone you meet.

I hope you know how by just existing, you influenced a lot of lives.

I hope you know that the most awkward moments of your life, are not remembered by anyone, but you. And when you remember them, you laugh.

I hope you never let something that makes you happy, go.

I hope u always go to sleep, smiling. Because one of these days, it might be the very last time u close ur eyes, so do it, with a smile.

I hope small things, would always matter to you, more than big things.

I hope you always know how some people will always be there for you, even if you pushed them away.

I hope you know how the bad times are there to contrast the good ones. So you might as well, enjoy the crying.

I hope you know how the most interesting people alive, are those who always felt, too much.

I hope you know how some people, replay all the things you ever told them. And how it makes them smile.

I hope you know, how someone gets butterflies, just because they think of you.

I hope you know, how you make people's days, without realizing.

But, i only hope. You on the other hand, can always make that come true. Please do.

How to miss someone.

Miss someone until you don’t.

Miss someone, to the point that when you reunite with them, you got nothing on your mind to say, except i miss you.

Miss someone, because the end of missing someone, is indescribable.

Miss someone, to know how good it feels, to not miss someone.

Miss someone, to know why you keep holding on.

Miss someone, to know how would it be, if you ever let them go.

Miss someone until their absence in your life becomes something to be avoided at all costs.

Miss someone, until you can't anymore.

Miss someone, because it feels good knowing there's someone you love too much, that you actually miss.

Miss someone, and tell them you miss them.

Miss someone, until them becoming a part of you is the only way to stop missing them.

How strange love works.

Promising someone to love them forever is just plain stupid.
Because, we all know, we can't love someone forever.


At one point or another, we are going to hate them. We are going to hate their existence. Because we love them.


You will want to kill them. Slap them. Hug them. Kick them. And then, hug, hug, hug, hug and hug them.
You hate them, because you love them too much.


You can never really love someone forever. You can only guarantee to love them in the now. In that second. Moment.


So, when i tell you that i love you, i mean i love you, in that particular moment, only.
2 seconds from that, i might want to beat the hell out of you. Only because, i loved you, 2 seconds ago.


So, yeah, love works in strange ways.

A question, for the after life.

So, speaking matter of fact-ly, let's list all the things, we can do.


You can  drive really fast, and you can change your sex.
You can find friends without having to go look out for them, and you can see movies in your own house.
You can order food, and it will come right to your doorstep. And you won't have to do one tiring thing.
You can fly to any city you want to meet anyone, or you can talk to them on the phone. You could also, text/chat with them.
You can have bright light twenty-four hours a day without having to do a thing, and you can listen to any music you want anytime, anywhere.
You can find people everywhere who like exactly the same things you do, and you can print your own books.
You can buy almost anything from the other side of the earth, and you can build a house in a day.
You can be perfectly warm or cool at every moment, despite the season.
You can see the space through telescopes. And you can keep milk fresher longer than ever before.
You can visit caged wild animals in the middle of a city. And better off, you can have them with you at home. Virtual ones.
You can buy things to make you see and hear better, and you can live anywhere you want.
You can get your face like when it was new like a barbie, and you can be sick and not die for a really really long time.


BUT, WHY THE HELL CAN'T YOU FIGURE OUT A WAY, TO BE HAPPY, LIKE, ALL THE TIME?