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English, love, little wounds that hurt none the less

Coherently, my love life.

طريق اللي يروح...و يرجع - Wed, 2007-08-01 11:39 By Cairene
To N, who might not enjoy reading this.

Like almost all the girls I knew, I fell for the seemingly "fixable".
I always thought that the best thing to do to a person is help them be the person they always wanted to become.
And I fell for a man who wanted to be someone else, but never really wanted to go on in becoming that person.
He liked himself better as is. And I couldn't understand that.
And I pushed, and he pulled.

And I found in Kundera's books better rationales for his betrayal. And I forgave him, and my best friend for making out when we had problems.

And then, I couldn't find myself again. In the street, I was without him. In my room, I was without him. In my balcony, I was without.  read more »

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