Posted by Bullet | | Posted On Monday, January 21, 2013 at Monday, January 21, 2013
When I was a kid, I used to hide my stuff under the carpet or under a pile of my clothes or even under my bed. Yet, those things are nice and cool and I should be proud of like my report cards, my excellence certificates, money I got as award of being the first in my group in college, medals made of paper also as award of being the quietest creature in the school :D, etc. I really don’t know why though I believe if you have something great, you have to show it to others and be proud of yourself.
It's sometimes like when you have a nice feeling like love and for some reasons you just try to hide it, yet you shouldn’t since love is the sweetest feeling ever. And even if you try to hide it, it'll appear in your smile, your eyes and sighs! And yes I cannot hide your love even if I will get in trouble and ended up to……. R.I.P!
"Oh, friends of my youth who are scattered in the city of Beirut, when you pass by the cemetery near the pine forest, enter it silently and walk slowly so the tramping of your feet will not disturb the slumber of the dead, and stop humbly by Selma’s tomb and greet the earth that encloses her corpse and mention my name with deep sigh and say to yourself, “here, all the hopes of Gibran, who is living as prisoner of love beyond the seas, were buried. On this spot he lost his happiness, drained his tears, and forgot his smile.” ... Khalil Gibran.