she's gone. he wished that he could take it back. he wasn't sure why, but sometimes words came out of his mouth which sounded perfect at the time, but later on he realized that they were poisonous darts flying out, not words.
he cared for her deeply. he knew she was a good person. he knew that she wasn't like other girls. with her, there was no drama. she respected him as an individual, accepted their differences, and didn't seem to make the demands most girls these days make.
he tried to keep himself busy to stop his thoughts, but it didn't work. there she was again. when he's awake, he sees her in front of him, remembers her voice, her smile. when he tries to escape and sleep, she's there in is dreams. this is getting annoying. he's not the romantic type, he doesn't believe in any of this.
she was always there. whenever he wanted to share parts of his day, his frustrations, his dreams, his thoughts; she was always there to listen and try to comfort him. looking back now, he realized that there were many times when she'd come to him for solace and all he did was add to her pain. why? what made him do that? was he subconsciously trying to push her away? has he gotten so used to being alone that her taking over a part of his life was a threat he wasn't willing to succumb to? or was he so afraid of loss that he refused to commit?
doesn't matter now. she's gone. it's over. he had his chance. he blew it. "khalha etwalee, wana shako? alf bent bil 3alam."
his mind drifted again.. "bs mako methelha."
he picks up the phone. stares at it. it's too late. she's gone. he puts the phone back down and walks away.
not knowing what she meant to him, she died last week.
he cared for her deeply. he knew she was a good person. he knew that she wasn't like other girls. with her, there was no drama. she respected him as an individual, accepted their differences, and didn't seem to make the demands most girls these days make.
he tried to keep himself busy to stop his thoughts, but it didn't work. there she was again. when he's awake, he sees her in front of him, remembers her voice, her smile. when he tries to escape and sleep, she's there in is dreams. this is getting annoying. he's not the romantic type, he doesn't believe in any of this.
she was always there. whenever he wanted to share parts of his day, his frustrations, his dreams, his thoughts; she was always there to listen and try to comfort him. looking back now, he realized that there were many times when she'd come to him for solace and all he did was add to her pain. why? what made him do that? was he subconsciously trying to push her away? has he gotten so used to being alone that her taking over a part of his life was a threat he wasn't willing to succumb to? or was he so afraid of loss that he refused to commit?
doesn't matter now. she's gone. it's over. he had his chance. he blew it. "khalha etwalee, wana shako? alf bent bil 3alam."
his mind drifted again.. "bs mako methelha."
he picks up the phone. stares at it. it's too late. she's gone. he puts the phone back down and walks away.
not knowing what she meant to him, she died last week.
13 comments:
was she his wife?
didnt see that one coming .. stunner!
between a dream & reality: that's definitely the whole point of this story.. we sometimes take things/people for granted. somehow we forget that everything at some point ends/goes away.
thanks, yes, i wrote it.
temetwir: in the first version of this story, i had a part in there about how he'd never wanted to marry, but then again, in the back of his head he knew she would be his wife one day. i then decided to remove that part. i didn't want to restrict the relationship.
while i agree elly Allah katbeh beseer, no matter what. in my opinion, God sends people our way. If we don't know how to act or if abuse them, God then takes them away from us (obviously, not always in such a drastic manner..)
the whole point i was trying to get at is that people who r in our life and we appreciate, we shouldn't wait till tomorrow because we never know what tomorrow holds.
not sure if ur familiar w/the poem the title of this post is from. it's from 'dead poet's society', written by Robert Herrick:
"Gather ye rosebuds while ye may, old time is still a-flying. And this same flower that smiles today, tomorrow will be dying."
i know it was extreme, but i was trying to make a strong point.
bs afa 3laik.. want me to bring her back to life? i can pull a Harry Potter!! :)
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this is a big hint for all you guys out there!
show a girl that you love her, don't just hide it! ;)
nice story..
thanks Charisma..! :)
Allah ewafeg el jamee3 ;)
Hey Girl,
Great story, honey. Sad but true. Why do we take the people we love for granted?
That is the question of the year.
Thank you for the story. It hit home.
7tenths: dont worry.. i wont say anything other than what i've already said :)
pink-y: salamat galbech :(
hussa-g: thanks.. 7ayach Allah.. (btw, everytime i read ur name i think of Ali-G!!!) hehe
Ali-G hehehheheh
you know when I wrote it this way, I also remember that too.
q8prodigy: thank u! :)
hussa-g: ;)
beautiful yet sad story, quite a doses of bitter tragedy!
bittersweet: thank u.. life is sad when not lived properly..
I couldn't agree more msb! that's really true.
It is toooooooo sad how some people never seem to appreciate something until it is gone. Especially a woman .. a woman is something that guys need to fully appreciate in order to reap the benefits of that. A girl in love is a girl who is willing to give out everything for the man she loves, but to certain limits because her love will fade away if it is not made stronger and stronger by her male counterpart...
BTW I loved this phrase "didn't seem to make the demands most girls these days make" so you do confess that u women are making some rather unacceptable demands :P
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