http://moushie.blogspot.com/

I faced so many technical problems in this blog, probably because of using too many JAVA's or whatever!!!
moushie.blogspot.com is the name of the blog i will be posting from... I also moved all my old posts into the new blog!
So no one missed anything from the old blog; and all new posts will be on moushie.blogspot.com


See you there ;) :**

Mie Mie
A Woman Torn Apart -- 12




I didn't comment, it was almost 5 and i needed to get ready for my coffee with Saja with the excuse of "eeeh .. enzain 3ayal ana lazem agum abadel oo atzahab 7ag el 6al3a; akalmsh lama ard! bye"



"kelamt el 7ag tethayeg bs .. ma3 el salama"
said Maryam and we hang up


She knew i was running away from the subject; the marriage subject! As much as I wanted it to happened, as hard it is to think of the reality of our relationship! Every word Maryam said was right, its been 5 years since we've been together, we fought, laughed, stood together... No one understands me like A7mad, and no one can stand being with him but me! I refused many men for his sake, and he stopped in his parents face to marry any girl of their choice!

His mum and sister know there is a girl in A7mad's life; but they don't know who! My mum, Hesa, Maryoum & Rawan know who is the man of my life!

I know what you guys are thinking ... why didn't we got married so far?! This will sound weird but I don't know! He never said I will marry you, directly. But he freaks out when someone propose!

Am I stupid to be with a man who never talked directly about marriage?! If you were in love, or ever fell in it, you will know the answer of this question...



I prayed, dressed up with a baig skirt a rosy shirt and a jeans jacket and my hair was down, greeted my mum and Ghazy who ...

"wein 3ala Allah kel hal kash5a?!" he was sitting next to mum when he asked, while mum was pouring tea for both of them
"baru7 Starbucks sharq ma3 refejty"

"chensh mthagla el mekyaj; yallah ru7ay mes7ay hal alwan! banat a5er zeman!" he waved his finger toward upstairs

Did I mention that my "alwan" were a mascara, blusher & a pink gloss?!

"shaklik fathy oo ma3endk a7ad etnajra! Mama ana ray7a tabin shay?!" I asked mum ignoring Ghazy

"la yuma Allah y7afthsh" Mum replied with a smile

and just when i took few steps away "ta3alaay!!" Ghazy yelled with a hidden smile!

"Uff Ghazy shtaby baru7 t2a5art!"

"aby salamtsh" he winked and finally smiled! HUH i knew he was only trying to tease me!!!




It was 5:30 when I turned the car and drove to Sharq, called Saja who was almost reaching the place


"ana yabely 10 minutes oo akun 3ndsh" I said

"e5thay ra7tsh, ana jarabt mn mustashfa Al Amiry, see you later dear"

"Enshallah, drive safely"


"you too"


We both hang up. I drove through the 2nd Ring Road or Share3 el 7uB toward the Gulf street passing Bnid el Gar, the weather was Fantastic since it was December! Mid chilly winter in Kuwait!

Rwieshd's voice was the best thing to hear at the moment with a classical (Lemny bshoog we7theny) i love this song!


Ambieh... A7mad! I forgot to call him! I dialed his no. But it was busy, weird! I just sent him a msg; I truly want to enjoy the moment, the day, the song and my high mood!













1 Text Message Received


"la7tha, we9alny msg"


Ana Ray7a Starbucks ma3 Saja elly tserlik 3ala gultk! Love you xoxo



"Enshallah teshba3 swalfik!!!" Saja said laughing

"Sajawee chub! hathy mu swalif, hathy el 7ub!" I confidently said

"3eshtaw!! mn emta ya 7athy?!" she asked sarcastically

"mn zemaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaan! tsadgin enha el wa7eda elly fahmatny oo met7amlatny"

"la2anha 5abla oo matadry wein Allah ga6ha! Ballah 3alik matguly shlagya feik?! la wathefa, la sana3... oo na9ab oo ra3y banat! aked 3amya" She teased

"3an el '3ala6 yallah 3ad! Hathy 7abibty oo martha 3aliha oo etha a7ad 3amay fa ohwa entay! wein hayta?!"

"ray7a Starbucks Sharq,,, enzain ya Romeo, 9arlkm shkethr?!"

"5 snin b3in el 3ethal!"

"Esmela!
Oo 5alty t3arefha?!"

"la2, bs tadry eny a7b wa7da"

"3ayal... meta nfra7 mnkum?!"



"HA?!"

"mn gal HA sema3!"

"laaaa .. lama Allah yaktb nseib; sh-hal legafa?! ba3din wensh hayta!?"

"legafa?! shakelha methel elly gabelha; a7ebha oo madry sheno bs a5er chay mata5eth-ha!"

"shqasdsh?!"

"wath7a nafs el shams! A7mad, bask le3eb fy banat el nas, 3ndk e5t oo 3eib tara kebart 3ala hal swalif!"

"al7in el sharha 3alay ana agulsh, yuba tadrin shlun?! gelbay wayhsh oo thelfay bely may7afthsh!!!"

"hahahahaaaaaaaaaaaaaay ! 3asabt?! okay kefk ana ...."

TOOOT TOOOT TOOOT


Shtaby hathy?! The best i did was to hang up the phone in her face! Who is she to judge my relationship with 3awashty?!!! It is my fault indeed; i shouldn't share my personal life with Saja, or anyone and give the opportunity to judge it the way they want!

But ... marraige?! Taking a deep breath,,,

The idea of marrying 3awash is some how freaky, strange! I got used to us the way we are, couple of years back I would concider living under one roof. But after my fight with mum for marrying the "one i choose"... I step back and
buried the idea of marrying 3awash in my head, and hers



"alo yal en6rab!" The music in her car was loud

"alo, hehe hala2"

"shlounsh?!" I miss her voice

"la7tha awa6y el music... zaina, enta shlounk!?" turning the music down

"tamam dam same3 hal 9out el 7elo; ray7a sharq ha?!"

"ay sharq?!" She wondered

OFF! ana shloun zal lsany oo getlaha sharq! ehya katba Starboucs bs magalat ay wa7ed?! SHIT!!!

"entay mu ray7a Starbouks?!"

"ee bs magelt ay wa7ed!" She knew I was hidding something!

"adry, bs akeed ray7a Sharq, la2en el gaz hnak oo entay lazem e6gin kart fy Sharq!" Trying to turn around the table

"ay shay sa7?! Kha6ik mash'3ul lama dagit 3alik, kent tkalm Saja?!" She asked

That's the problem when you are with a Smart girl! She knows everything!

"La2.. 9a7by" I lied

"9a7bik?!" she sounded mad then continued "kefik ya A7mad! ana el youm mazajy zain oo maby a5arba bsebtk! Ana adry enk knt tkalm Saja oo ehya galatlik ray7en Sharq; madry sh-hal qaraba elly tgulik wein ray7a oo wein rada!"

"OOOOOOOOOOOO ! Ana mu nagsch! Sharq wela Jebla! kefsh!!! lat 6awlin!!!"

"An..."

Wallah I didn't want to lie, or fight! But I don't know why I did that... I just don't know!!!!


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To Be Continued ... A Woman Torn Apart

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Mie Mie
Enshallah the day goes as smooth as a body butter; not in the mood of another cat fight!

Oh! Coffee with Saja today... why am i so ... i don't know how I feel!!

Uff!! speaking about "i don't know how i feel" why do I have this weird feeling about
him
!



Prayers, thoughts and more thoughts run through my mind as i was driving to work, and without realizing, i reached the (Shenkoo) Department, parked my car and head to the office around 7:20 AM.




Of course it was too early for Nahed or Marwa to come. Turn on the PC, asked for coffee, took a deep breath, here goes a new day of my...






Marwa arrived at 7:35 she didn't greet, and immediatly sat on her desk. She seemed annoyed for seeing me arriving before her. Naive Nahed came at 8 sharp -hehe better than last time!




"Saba7 el 5eir" with her cheerful smile




"sba7 el nour" I replied with a smile




"hala2" Marwa said coldly




Nahed started talking about a wedding she is attending this weekend and doesn't know what to wear since she gain few extra bounds... Marwa didn't participate in the conversation while I gave her ideas on where to shop, makeup and hair.


The morning was weirdly calm; Nahed was between her gossips and documenting, I was working on Nahed's dump reports and Marwa remind quite most of the time... Is there a storm behind this silence?!



Trrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrn ... Trrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrn


"Alo?!"


"weinsh mamareteny el youm?! qahwetsh bredat!" Saja said


i didn't realize it was 11:30 am when she called; time really flow!


"mmm okay kany yaya bs a5ales el taqrer elly 3endy"


"okay.. an6ersh"


10 minutes later I gave Nahed the report, revised it, and excused myself heading to Saja's office.





Adry ena Nahed malha thanb, bs ehya leish tsa3edha oo tsulif ma3aha!! ba6a chabdy... welaht 3aliha bs magdar! Wayed metnarfeza mn ams oo ... ana a3alem hathy 3weesh lama yred '9ary!



:: Saja's Office ::



"3ala maw3edna el youm enshallah?!"


"ee.. tru7in Starboucs Sharq?!"


"mmmm ,, okay! ntelaga hnak 3gub salat el ma'3arb?"


"ee .. bagulsh shay!"


"sheno?! shfesh?!"
"Marwa wayed kanat sakta el youm! '3areba..."


"twaly, shufay el sekouty louty oo hathy mataby traseha 3ala baar, te7atheray mnha! Oo etha kanat nawya tshayesh '9ary 3alish, fa hatha mara7 yser la2any a3aref '9ary wayed 7agany oo mayertha bel thelm.


"lat 7ateen, ana ra7 akun ma3ash"she continued.


i just smiled and said "enshallah kheir".


Time passed so quick that it was 1:30 pm; when i went back to the office, signed out, and went home after a weird calm day!


After a quick normal lunch with mum and dad, I went to my room and turned on the TV. I didn't want to sleep so I thought of wasting some time with the one and only ...


"entay wensh me5tafiya mn zeman 3ansh!"

and before I say any word

"ya3nee etha ana ma2as2al 3ansh entay mates2lin?!?!?!"

"waaaay! Maryoumu al7in meno dag?! Ana daga!! Fa mumkn bedal el hawash nsulif methel el bachar el 6abi3iya?!"

"na3am!"

"gelna 6abi3iya mu nafsiya!!! kefsh mara7 agulsh 7ushty ma3 a7mad oo mno sheft ams! Bye!"

"LA7THA LA7THA! leish t-hawashtay ma3 a7mad?! oo mno shefty al7in aby tefaseel!" she exsitdly said

"mu tawsh mnafsa?!" teasing her



"betgulun aw bayeesh akaf5esh!"



"HAHAHAHA! Enzin M7AMAD! 9abyak qe6a3! el muhm... Allah ysalmsh ams ana mnafsa 3ala A7mad 6oul el youm"



"leish shemsawee?!"


"Madry Maryoum,,, mn galy 3an Saja oo ana nagezny galby! A7es magaly kel shay oo aku sha'3lat 5ash-ha; ohwa 3nda sawabiq bhal swalif"

"ee athker salfat hathy Nejod elly ma3akm bel jam3a, ygulsh tserly oo tserly akher shay 6ela3 el a5 ykalemha!!"

"EE 3AMA B3INA! LA THAKRENY" :@


A7mad has a black record when it comes to the "other" girls. From the day we met back in Universaty, I would meet a girl in a class or in family occasions, she would either be his "ex" or "just friend" or "2nd, 3rd, 10th cousin" ... And this "cousin" always ends up being another girl in his life!


"enzain oo sh9ar 3ugub?!" Maryam asked

"ma9ar .. 6ab3an ana magetla shely mthayegny 3ashan mandsh bchethbat ydida, bs getla eny knt ta3bana oo maly 5elg; oo tsala7na".


"oo tetwaq3in ena Saja laha 3elaqa ma3 a7mad?!" rising the question, and the doubts in me!


"tsadgin ma a7es! ehya sh5siyat-ha '3eir oo akbar mna eb cham sena... Bs el youm ba6la3 ma3aha oo benshuf mayat-ha"


"wein 3ala Allah oo meta?!" annoyingly asked Maryam


"Starboucs Sharq 3ugub el 5"

"eeeeeeeeeeeeeeee! 6el3ay ma3 el 3ethal!"


I laughed and said "lel7in madry etha ehya 3ethal aw la2 .. 5alina menhoum, matsadgen mno sheft ams?!"


"meno ba3ad?!"

"El mazyoun mal Sharq" i don't know why i called him mazyoun!!!


"7ELFAY! WEIN?!"


"Johnny Salmiya, oo zafeta!"


"ya bgara leeeeeeeeeeeish?!"


"la2ena kan yaby yrakmny oo mesak el bab oo aflam 3agad! Oo kanat ma3ay Rawan 7ady tewahagt! ma3eraft shloun atsaraf fa zafeta"


"oo tgulin 3any 9abyak! bs zain tsaween feih; kel hal 7alat oo heligy! Sej el 7elu mayakmel!"


"ohwa mu helegy, bs yaby yrakemny" why am i defending him?! MADRY!!


"3awash?!"


"ha?!" with an innocent voice


she shocked my world with "shaklsh mu3jaba feih!"


"laa shaku?!" i yelled


"dafa3tay 3anah oo ohwa mu heligy... shsalftsh?!"

"waaaaaaaaaaaaay maryoom madry shfeeny! Bs shefta 7ashny e7sas 7elo oo estanast, oo bs zafetah thag 5elgy oo ..."

"Oo shenu?!" she interrupted


"OO madry Maryoum! sej madry shfeny!!! Awal mara a7es chethy ma3 a7ad '3eir A7mad, ya3ny entay tadren eshkethr a7eba oo mat5ayal nafsy ma3 wa7ed thany '3era... Bs hal mazyoun madry shemsawy feny!" I let it out... partly!


"ymkn la2enkm tmrun eb fatrat malal 3a6ify!"


"malal 3a6ify sheno ba3ad?!"


"ya3nee entay maletay mn routine 3elaqatkm.. 3awash, entay t3arfin A7mad mn tagreban 5 snin, oo maretaw bwayeed ashya2 ma3 ba3ath... el 3elaqa etha mafeha ta'3eir, el 6arafin ymilon..." she explained


"oo sheno el ta'3yer elly teqtar7ina?!" i sarcastically asked











"el zawaj!"



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To Be Continued ... A Woman Torn Apart

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Mie Mie

It's been almost a month since i posted (A Woman Torn Apart 9); so here are last part pick up:
  • Rawan & I went crozed in Sultan Centre Salmiya then went to Johnny Rocket for dinner.
  • I saw the Sharq Guy, and there were butterflies everywhere!!
  • The Sharq Guy wanted to exchange numbers, but I blow him away.
  • A7mad is so angry because I didn't call all day... Maly 5elga!

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"A7mad ... please aby anam oo 7ady ta3bana, waray dawam oo enta taby tehawash!"

"Ana ma aby at-hawash!" He yalled "ana aby jawab!"

"geltlek... it was a long day &..."

"ra7 nabdy estehbal?! okay ya 3aweesh! ana a3almsh el estehbal shloun 9ayer!" and just about that...

"ENTA MA5ALETNY AKAML EL JUMLA! EL YOUM TEHAWASHT BEL DAWAM, BEITNA KAN LOYA OO FAJ2A OMY TABY A'3RATH MN SULTAN CENTRE, CHENA MAKU JAM3IYA YAM BETNA! BA3DIN RAWANU 7ANAT ELA TABY JOHNNY... HATHA KELA 9AAR OO ANA MAYTA ABY BS ANAAAAAAAAAAAAM!!!"

He remaind quite

"oo teyee 7athretk, mraye7 6ool el youm la dawam wla mas2uliya, tzefny oo temsa7 feny el arth 3ashan ma dageit 3alik?! alageha mnk aw mn ahaly aw mn dawamy elly ana ma aby!!!"




Honestly, I don't like playing the Drama Queen. But imagine what would happend if I simply said "i didn't feel like talking to you! I need my space to think about your vag relationship with Saja" ??? He won't understand the part of "I need my space"! Yet he will focus on "i didn't feel like talking to you!" part and that will cause a huge drama I don't want to face it now...




"ana ... bs knt a7atsh oo welaht 3alsh" He calmly said with tone of guilt

"7ata ana walhana 3alik; bs elly yulah mayzef aw ygul testahblin" i said

"makent bazefsh oo mu gasdy, bs borodsh narfazny! oo entay met'3ayra mn 3eraftay eny a3arf Saja... Yuba Wallah el bnt tserly; Wallah!" He said

Uff! He knows me too well!!!

"Meno yab 6ary Saja?! oo ba3din la ta7km bkefk eny te'3ayart! Besmellah yum wa7ed ma adg 3alik, sawatny galba 3alik!! A7mad..."

"3youna"

"7adk maynun!"

"Feesh!"

"3ayar! enzain, mumkn anam?! Waray dawam oo enta ma warak chay!" Teasing him

"leish el na'3zat?!" He sound annoyed

"hatha el sej, ba3ad taby tez3al mn el sej?!" and before he say any word ...

"7abiby aby anam oo bachr bs agoum esa3a 6 el seb7 akalmk... okay?!" I said

"Entay mno ygdar 3alsh?! okay, tesb7in 3ala 5eir 7abibty"

"wenta b5eir"

"LA7THA!" i thought he will ask for a kiss but "ma3 mno thawashtay el youm?!"

"wa7da bel dawam, bachr agulk, good night!"

"Oh ok"

He finally hang the phone -without "bye"!- and I slept like never before!

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To Be Continued ... A Woman Torn Apart

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Mie Mie
عيدكم مبارك وكل عام والجميع بخير
:)


Morning Shift



i hate morning shift, i hate morning shift, i hate morning shift, and i hate morining shift.
Did i make myself clear about work morning shift in Ramadan?! I don't think so!!! :@
I HATE MORNING SHIFT!!!
that's better :D


The way you make mie ... swaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaY !



I am having a serious problem in forgetting and misplacing my things, mostly important things!
What would you if you lost your flash memory?! that doesn't only include family, friends, and your 500 + pictures, but also your Masters Studys projects and essays?!

Well, i broke down!
Shall I cry on the pictures that each one carrys a memory?!
Or my projects that holds my efforts and witness my success?!
Yes... I Broke Down!

And after cursing my luck -which isn't always bad. But I curse it when I am mad- i realize i have two choices:

A. Keep on crying and cursing?!
B. Get dressed and go to Fayouna's Ghabga?!

Few minutes of calm tears and cries passed; i heard a voice saying: "nothing is worth it! we will all end up dying and no one will care about your pics or projects"

As scary as it sounded; as funny! So i laughed ironically at what is going on with mie, and decided to...

Wash my teary red face, wear my training, turn my car on and drive to the salon to get my hair done for the Ghabga!
Got back home, dressed up, make up and head to Fayoun's place where I had so much fun!! Thanks Fayoun :*

All that happened while my parents and sisters shock from my quick and immediate mood swang!
I still don't know where or how did the flash disapear! But I have faith and sure I will find it sooner or later Enshallah, If not then it is "5era"


اللهم يا جامع الناس في يوم لا ريب فيه، اجمعني بضالتي يا رزاق يا كريم ... اللهم آمين


Enshallah Akbar t5aliny ANAAAAM!


I am in the middle of Room Renovation, and leading a Che Guevara Revolution -as a special person named it- in our house.

Onward, i will refer to renovation as RENO. and revolution as REVO.

Let mie introduce my partner in the renovation and revolution (RENO. & REVO.) ... Akbar - najar irany! Thanks to Her Highness Norah, who introduced him to mie and saved my RENO. & REVO. plans

He started with the huge closet that i hate the most in my room, smoothly and nicely he got rid of it :) Tomorrow he will bring a painter to paint my room... My RENO. & REVO. plans are successfully working, and Dad is successfully surrendering for them :D


What's the problem then?!


ABY ANAM! Since Akbar, my partner, started his part of the plan.. i never slept or took a nap! Ya3nee el youm elly kasar my closet, i had to go to work earlier.
Today, we are holding an urgent meeting to discuss the color of my room... ay sa3a?! He didn't define, but said "mn talata ns ela arba ana akun mawjod" LOL "i will pass by between 3.30 to 4PM"


AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA5 ! it is my nap time! 7aram 3alik ya akbar! Aby anam!!!
No one said that RENO. & REVO. success comes easy; there are fights and blood and injuries...

But it all ends up great! When I see my room decorated the way I want it to be not the way forced on mie!

Twitter ... Twitt Mie


I am loving twitter, it is cute :D But I still don't know how to utilize all its benefits! I created the account, twitted, followed, and got followers... Still I have a feeling it is beyond that:
How can i join a discussion?! In fact how can I know what are the latest discussions?!
Any tips?!


Ramadan ,,, I love you but I am sorry!


For the first time in my life, i want Ramadan to end! I love fasting, I barely feel hungrey or tired, I love the spiritual sence, I love Ramadan ... But I hate:


1. Smoking people who don't smoke while fasting and they put all their anger out on anything! e.g. my dad! OFFFFFFF!!! you can't talk to him before fo6or, shabriit!!

2. TRAFFIC TRAFFIC TRAFFIC and endless TRAFFIC! WHY?! Can someone explain why it is so crowded all time during the day and night in Ramadan!? All streets are blocked! policemen are dorks, and people drive like porks!
WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH THESE PEOPLE?!


3. Morning shifts! My boss changed my working shifts from afternon to morning :( and I hate morning shifts!

4. Crowd of series! what shall i watch?! all the good things are broadcasted at wrong time! I finally settle on فنجان الدم and I love Jamal Sleman!!! adry sury bs KEFY! ;p

Good question: why did I become EXTRA sensitive since Ramadan begun?! i don't stand a joke, arrgument, comment, critise... 3ala 6ool my tears fall and there is a 90% of a breakdown!! I have been like this since this Ramadan and I have no idea why!? Can someone explain?!
In the end; I would like to say for the occasion of el 3ashr el awakher...

اللهم اعتق رقابنا واهلنا وذريتنا واخواننا المسلمين والمسلمات، الاحياء منهم والاموات، من نار جهنم وسوء العذاب
وتقبل طاعاتنا وعباداتنا وصالح اعمالنا
وارحمنا واغفرلنا واستر علينا وارزقنا من حيث شئت
فاتك انت الرحمن الغفور الستار الرزاق
واسكنا الجنة والفردوس الاعلى
اللهم امين



Mie Mie

The Definition


Soul is the spiritual or immaterial part of a living being, often regarded as eternal. It is usually thought to consist of one's consciousness and personality, and can be synonymous with the spirit, mind or self. (Encyclopædia Britannica. 2008. Retrieved November 12, 2008.) WIKI

Lost is -most accurate definition- Unable to find one's way (http://www.thefreedictionary.com/lost)

Lost Soul is -created by my humble analysis- is When your eternal living part is stuck in between two paths, unable to go back to where is was, and unable to find the way to move forward!!!

The Saga

How sad can one be when his soul is lost?!
yet how FOOL can one be when denying the soul lost?!

I believe all our souls are lost, between keeping up with traditions, most are useless and shamful, while the useful ones are slowly fading away!

Between baring with the political, economical, sportal -adry TYPO bs ertejal el qaseda ma6loob- and social turn down we all know, feel, sense, hear, and lately drink!

Baring with the educational, cultural, ethical ... endless BLEEDING!

Our souls are lost between earning for freedom yet captured by Islamicasim which is relating every single
Atom to a religion they call Islam; and Islam is WAY to far from what they call!

Captured by the materialistic world we drag ourselves into!

Our souls are lost and sinking in the dirtiest way I have ever seen. Because some people don't know what's going to them and can't realize how dangerous it is to have a generation without a SOUL!


We have a lost soul when we position someone as an idol, forgetting that he/she are human beings and have their own flows!

And for sure, our souls are lost because we are far away from the most essential thing in ones life; a good, close relationship with our Creator


The Case

I know two deeply lost souls.
A guy who lost his way of getting good education, a stable family, a wise friend, a decent job.
A girl who lost her way in identifying her self between two contradictive parents; a libral mother and a conservative father.

Both lost their ways in realizing what is right for them...
Both isolated themselves from theis coas soicties...
Both were seeking for an idolistic IDOL...
And both denied the fact that they need help in finding the right way; even if the right path is right infront of their eyes!
Both were from two different places. But their insecurity brought them together.

They found in themselves what they both seek ... security
They started something they called "love" to maintain the state of security and satbility.



The Fear


The are not right for eachother
Two different socities
Two different cultures
Two different religion
Two different educational levels

One thing in common; they both have a lost soul

They don't care about their differences, as long as they are happy and living their day to the fullest!


They don't care about tomorrow
Or how bad this can turn out for both of them!


When I asked them: do you realize what you are doing?!
Both answered: Yes we know it is wrong
Mie wondered: then why do you keep on?!
Both hesitated then said: we don't know!


She and him are very ... out of reality

I am very worried for both,
when they wake up from their pink bubble and face the harsh reality; what will they do?!
How will they react to the fact that they are not meant to be at any chance!?

What can I do to assure less damage for both of them?!?!?


In the end...


When your soul is lost
and you know it is
even if you don't want to admit!
Try to keep it save
from deeper lose
which will become a deeper pain!
Thus, once your soul is bleeding from pain
it will be harder for you to pull it back together and
find its way... to a stable state!






P.S. (A Woman Torn Apart) will be out soon ;)


Mie Mie