"We meet at the beginning of a word and we part at the end of a sentence, Nothing hurts like the pain of longing for something that was once yours. But can never be again.
Nothing hurts me in your absence.
don't miss anything in your absence only the universe.
You are the air that I breathe. But if you were air, I
would not be suffocating now.
loved you in a way. I wished someone would love me.
was compelled to love you not because you are the fairest.
But because you are the deepest. When Love Ends.
No, it wasn't really love.
Love must be lived.
Not remembered.
We never parted but we will never meet again.
You will be forgotten as if you've never existed.
Like an abandoned church, you'l be forgotten.
Like a passing love and a rose in the night.
Forgotten, you wont find the same person twice.
Not even in the same person."

Darwish