I am tired to the extent that I accept all your wrong ideas about me, to the extent that I cannot bear to correct them, explain the truth of my feelings, or even justify this breakdown 🫶🏻🕸️◜ .
"أتمنى أن يقع أحد في حبي لا لشيءٍ إلا لكوني أنا. أن يبتسم حين يمرُّ عليه اسمي، و تلمع عيناه عند الحديثِ عني، يحبُ لأجلي شارعي الذي أسكنُه، وفريقي الذي أشجعُه، ولوني المُفضل وكل ما يتصل ذِكرُه بـ ذِكرِي، أتمنى أن يراني كأن لا أحدً في الكونِ سواي، ولا أنيس له إلا وجودي بجانبه 🫶🏻🕸️◜ .
"I hope that someone will fall in love with me for nothing but the fact that I am him. That he smiles when my name passes by him, that his eyes shine when talking about me, that he loves for me my street that I live in, my team that I encourage, my favorite color and everything that is mentioned is related to my memory. I hope he sees me." As if there is no one in the universe but me, and there i ...
