khedni..
before coming back, i was longing for it... the return.
a longing i was sure would fade in a while, after i be back in the arms of my beloved...
my beloved, or shall i omit the possessive?
what have i done to her, what have i given?
what else could she give?
what else could i ask for....
it is when i was born that she gave me all..
i shall not ask for more... nor expect..
i shall simply give with all my being.
i want to.
the longing remains for my motherland..
Habibi Lebnan.
posted by nour at 22:03
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After God, there isn't a greater love. I can't wait to "efta7 el bab w bawwis el 7itan w erka3 ta7t a7la sama w salli", me too ya Nour. I don't know how else and who else to love that much. Do you?
i am thankful i left my homeland for 3 years for 1 thing only, i learned how much she means to me, and how much i love her...
i do appreciate her more now..
I do agree with you totally nour..gheniiyet B7ebak ya Lebnan makes me always cry...
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