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Love by @lunastarryj

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Lovet 🌎 by @lunastarryj

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4 months ago

هو أنت… بس الزمن مو نفسه

You are still you… but the time is not the same. by @lunastarryj

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5 months ago

هناك أملٌ دائم في نهاية الطريق،
أملٌ يجعلنا نُكمل رغم التعب،
رغم الأيام التي تمرّ دون أن تحمل لنا ما تمنّيناه بعد.
إلى الآن لم أحقق شيئًا يُذكر،
لكنني ما زلت أمشي نحو أحلامي
بخطواتٍ متعبة أحيانًا، ومترددة أحيانًا أخرى،
إلا أن قلبي ما زال يؤمن أن الأمنيات تعرف طريق أصحابها.
لا أعلم كيف ستحدث الأمور،
ولا متى ستأتي اللحظة التي أقول فيها: أخيرًا وصلت،
لكنني أؤمن أن لكل روحٍ موعدًا مع فرحتها.

There is always hope waiting at the end of the road,
a quiet hope that keeps us moving despite the exhaustion,
despite the days that pass without giving us what we wished for.
So far, I haven’t achieved anything remarkable,
yet I am still walking toward my dreams,
with tired steps sometimes, and uncertain ones at others.
Still, my heart believes that dreams somehow find their way back to us.
I don’t know how it will happen,
or when the moment will come when I finally say, “I made it,”
but I believe every soul has its own appointment with happiness. by @lunastarryj

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5 months ago

I woke up to the sound of rain and the echo of thunder.
I wanted to sip my coffee on a balcony, the way others do,
just sitting there with the weather and my thoughts.

Then I remembered—there is no balcony.
And I am still not done with the messy chaos of the morning. by @lunastarryj

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5 months ago

In a conversation with my brother today,
my childhood came back all at once.

We talked about the girl I used to be…
the one who walked into every fight
like fear had never learned her name.
Loud, brave, impossible to break.

And somewhere between the laughter and memories,
my chest tightened.

How did I become the first one to give up?
How did life quietly steal that fearless girl from me
without me even noticing?

I think the saddest kind of missing
is missing the person you used to be. by @lunastarryj

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5 months ago

Vaknade sent idag
som om dagen själv
inte ville börja.

En ledig dag…
sådan man planerar för i huvudet
och ändå låter rinna bort bit för bit.

Alla program jag längtat efter att se
blev uppskjutna igen.
Mina uppgifter stirrade tyst på mig
medan jag lade all min energi
på att laga en maträtt jag älskar.

Jag försökte fixa min cykel
men känslan av maktlöshet vann.
Så jag tvättade kläder istället
och lämnade resten av dagen
hängande
som tvätt som aldrig riktigt torkar. by @lunastarryj

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5 months ago