Friday, 13 March 2009

I miss u so much

So i was in my shop and a lady was asking my father about fire works for her kids, so my father was explaining to the lady how dangerous they are and amongst the reasons was that kids put them in girls' pockets and shirts, i was sitting there, so sad, so frustrated, so hopeless, when my dad said so i remembered her, and my mind relived that situation, it was after a midyear exam, we were walking in the road, the three of us, I, her and a mutual friend, we were walking home and they had fire works, i was wearing the green sweater and she put one of fireworks in it, it was so much fun, i loved that girl so much and right now i don't know anything about her, i just miss her loads and i don't know if i can right enough to describe her or describe us together, ya rabyyyyyy ya rab bas tkoon be5eer.

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U can know me better from my blogs. نعم سوف يجيء يوم, نجلس فيه, لنقص و نروي, ماذا فعل كل منا في موقعه, و كيف حمل كل منا أمانته, و أدى دوره, كيف خرج الأبطال من هذا الشعب و هذه الأمه, في فترة حالكه, ساد فيها الظلام, ليحملوا مشاعل النور, و ليضيئوا الطريق, حتى تستطيع أمتهم أن تعبر الجسر, ما بين اليئس و الرجاء