risa story

for every moments we have or not our cups of coffee we shared together or not.. for our feelings.. for silly jokes and awkward laughs.. for any problems we have because i read map wrongly.. for your sleepy eyes in the morning.. for want to be together forever us for our goodbyes and will meet you very soon.. for books that i read and you wait me finish read my book for our prays..and tears.. for our walkings.. i do love you and us

my fears I did listen to them.. each coming from hiding  but always sit beside me, stubbornly loyal to me I am okay.. because I learn from them to love 

you could think that you were starting fresh.. when actually what you were doing was carrying on as before.. The unlikely pilgrimage of harold fry

for thousand stories of yours that you kept from me.. and hundred parts of unknown you that are not being shared with me.. i do love you..

i am asking sky..many times why do you breath along with me is it because we have the same soul? or simply, because we did choose ourselves..before we have names

these emotions are too strong to be handled.. too sharp to be felt.. confusion..why me..? dragging me very slowly..taking inch by inch the joy of my experiences.. everything is so clear and makes me afraid.. talked to Rumi last night. why me? why us..? we are only humans? he smiled be a witness don't judge.. create space between you and you cry and laugh and be honest with saying your feelings.. forget hidden agendas..hinder your steps to control be brave to choose to feel your feelings.. love is watching and waiting.. are you honest enough to be love's best friend..

how this life cleverly made us together.. after years we had walked on the path that was so close and yet so far.. and this old song crushed us into pieces.. stripped us until we could see our naiveness and tears.. showered us with these bold memories.. and we dance under the same sky and stars.. just like my father and mother.. just like your father and mother.. it is love...