She, was in love
Like all of us
And like all of us
and in a storyline manner,
She
fell out of love.

Pretty usual you may think
but here's what the story is

To me, she's pretty shy but very outgoing at the same time
She may be a character from your favorite romantic comedy
She's a wildflower, reckless and powerful
But you probably won't see that
She's got a certain fire in her eyes
and savors life like a little kid savors ice cream

At the bottom of a glass
A little bit of liquid courage
maybe to forget
maybe to move on
or maybe in revenge

We all convince ourselves that we're so over it
But deep down
in your heart resides a little dust to be cleared off
in your heart there's a room for person who's not there anymore
in your heart, someone intoxicating your whole body
like the bad apple in the trunk

But what you should know is that it's not too late to find the bad apple
what you should know is that you can clean up the room
refurnish a house
make it a home
for someone else
but more importantly for yourself

love yourself first
and when love comes knocking at your door,
open it with a smile
and say please come in,
I've been waiting for you

*and that's a beautiful, tragic , love

and she deserves all of the love in the world

he held my hand
and i felt a tear in my eye
as he said that i'd grown into a beautiful young woman
in a moment i felt like i was five years old all over again
he aged a little
but he aged well
there's Oum Kalthoum playing in the background
and i can feel wind on my face
yesterday he removed the wheels on my bike
and yesterday he taught me not to fear planes
and today he's teaching me how to drive
and tomorrow i'm scared i won't need him
to teach me anything

here she is sitting in front of the tv
like a kid waiting for their gift on christmas morning
she was waiting for his name to come up on the screen
to us he died twice
once when they said the plane he was on crashed
and the second time today
when they brought what remained of them to their country
to theur loved ones
to their families
and what's worse than that
is that my mother lost a friend and a cousin
my grandpa lost a son to him
and my uncles a brother
seeing them on tv all so preoccuipied
i realised that we were no better
that we are all destined to the same thing
death
what makes us different is the way we live this life
because we don't choose the moment we're gone
we could be gone in a plane crash
we could be gone in a bed while our health is still intact
but we choose what we do of our lives
and i'm choosing to make most of it
i'm choosing what i can and i will
because hell is a place on earth and
hell is in each of us
hell is each one of us
we are the ones who remember
and we are hell to others
depending on what we remember of them
and i choose to be remembered as
kind, loving, passionate, compassionate, human
and this is exactly how i'm gonna be

I hope you suffer
Remembering me
I hope you feel horrible
for every time you got drunk and called me
I hope you feel horrible whenever
You notice the bruises on my thighs

I'm not sorry that you broke my heart
I'm not sorry that I keep on coming back to you
Because your poison is my new addiction

I just really hope one day someone gives you a taste of that poison.

Since you've been gone
My couch doesn't smell like you anymore
Maybe it hasn't for a long while
And maybe the smell was in my head

Since you've been gone
My phone went off
That's how it was before you

Since you've been gone
Roses grew back in my garden
Leaves fell off the trees
And maybe I'm still waiting

I waited and maybe I still am
But in the meantime there's nothing I can do
But mourn the broken pieces
Try to find them all,
Lost somewhere along the way
And assemble them back together.

I maybe will always be yours
Somewhere somehow
In this world or in another

But right now
I am mine
I am no one's
I'm as free as the wind
I've broken free from everything
And I could leave right now
empty handed with no regret
or tear in my eye
Maybe alcohol will get me through this
And maybe it will **** me
But does it matter?
Because we're all gonna die