From Other Side Of The World

From Other Side Of The World

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FROM ANOTHER CORNER OF THE WORLD...

Dear long distance partner,

If envy was the unit to measure love, trust me, I love you the most.

For I envy!

Every person,

Who gets to see your face the first thing in the morning and wishes to spend a good day with a good sight.

Who gets to help you with your morning coffee and the shirt you’d be wearing for the day.

Who shares the same breakfast table with you where their legs kinda touch yours and you give them a look of awkwardness.

Whose workplace is same as yours and then you get to go together and spend some more time.

Who share the lunch choices with you and you happen to eat together.

Who have the same work stress and troubles as you, and you share your pain and laugh it out together.

I envy every person who gets to see you infinite times a day,

Who listens to your voice more than I desire to,

Who gets to be around you, when I wished I was there,

Who gets into little eye contacts while you’re working and happen to shift your eye from the screen towards a random face.

Whose fingers brush yours for a second when you pass by a busy street.

Whose shoulders touch yours when you slightly move yourself trying to be comfortable in public.

Who stares at you when you flaunt your characteristics to yourself looking into the mirror.

Who gets to share a few moments with you on an empty road with winds flowing around and you offer them a lift.

Who shares the same desert with you, the one you love the most.

Who gazes into your eyes, when you’re in a serious thinking process and they think you’re gazing back at them.

Who stays at the same place you do and they get to see you coming home when the day ends and leaving for work in the morning.

Who gets to wait for you back at home with dinner and a lot of talks ready to be shared.

Who gets to eat and smile and laugh and chill around you and make you feel just like a family does.

Who shares the same sleep surrounding or bed with you and get to listen to those tired snores of yours and feel you getting relaxed after a tiring day.

Who sits beside you, when you’re surrounded by the smoke emitted by your favourite pot of hookah and you feel like sharing a ton of stories. 

Who gets to caress your head with love and care and help you sleep when your eyes want to, but your heart feels restless. 

I’m jealous, of everyone and perhaps everything and each moment, which if by any chance was mine, would be a better one, and maybe, just maybe then, we could be a little more closer and I could’ve missed you less. 

Maybe if I somehow get to see you and feel all the love back, we could fall in love, all over again, and maybe then, those things and people and moments I feel jealous of, would be jealous of our love.

Exclusively yours

_Stringentbard (Hafsah Faquih)


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