Black hair from the south,
Brown eyes from the east,
Sudden Arab beauty in a family might remain for 3 generations,
It's pure as Agaroud,
Amazigh beauty from the north,
With kindness of the cat,
Fury of the kings,
Green eyes of emeralds,
Lips with the color of rubies,
Amazigh means the free people
They are the north africans which history is unknown,

You cannot break the broken, you can't live in the past, throw that memory away, you cannot let it stay, oh I wish I had the power to change every wasted hour, to knock down this growing tower under which I fearfully cower, in my ball of self regret.

             
                    I can remember:

                Tears that I have shed.

                 Lies that I have said.

                 Pain I have inflicted.

              Oh how I feel conflicted.


But know now this, for it is true, for all the things I can't undo, I'd never regret loving you.

I'll love you,
*Even though you'll never love me back.

drinking leftover coffee from yesterday
as you struggle to adjust to the light in the room

the wind is strong on your bare shoulders
but your fluffy socks are balancing the effect

life is good
and so are you