Diary of F 2

I’ve found comfort from conversations with strangers, conversations with friends quickly become arguments. they can’t understand me or even have sympathy for what I am going through but complete strangers sympathize with me ? They keep telling me that I am obsessed with you that I link you to every thought or action that and all I keep thinking is you can’t understand because you simply never fell in love‬


You and I both know I can never say that out loud, I care too much for other people’s feelings even though I am my own worst critic. I can never listen to what they say because they always judged you saying ihwaga3d yg9 3alaichbut they don’t know you like I do… right? Or am I blinded by love? I always loved the fact that there was a side to you that only I knew about, my little secret. The caring man who would do anything in his power to make sure that I’m safe and happy but have you seen how I’ve been lately? Do I seem happy to you?‬


I have always been the quiet one never really the one to start a conversation whether it was with family or close friends. That day when I was out with my cousin s2latni shfeech shaklich mahmooma? There were two replies to her question one was wintii3gb kil hal wagt tawichla7a’9tai ilham ili ana feh? And then there was the one that I replied with tee one I said out loud Haha laa mafeenishay bas ta3bana shway‬


 I see you laughing and smiling and all I can think is how can he forget and move on? Or are you the perfect actor? Or maybe just perfect. Never have I met a man so charming or as charismatic as you. La7een at’thakar shgaad kint t’3eer 3ali bzyadah I us to find it so annoying but now looking back its my only proof of how much you care about me. My dear  how can I ever move on if your name is engraved in the very same heart that keeps me alive ?‬

‪No one knows that I secretly meet up with you every night in my dreams, say what I’ve never had the courage to tell you, show you how much I really do love you sit and talk for what seems like forever with our fingers intertwined until we are interrupted by an alarm clock that wakes me up to face my reality, my life without you


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