Me.

Who Am I ?

Well, I can say this much.
I am a person who's trying to be good. I'm a person who others mistake for "perfect". I'm a hard worker and I love to read. I'm a person who's hesitant when taking decisions. A person with weird obsessions .. a person who's is deeply affected by what others think of her. i love deeply and fall quickly, but i never show it; and people who know me understand that i love them in my own way. I hate it when a person throws "I love you's" at me constantly. A little every once in a while to me feels more genuine and true. I have a thing for hard to get people. I'm responsible; you don't need to tell me what to do, i do it anyway. My Family and cousins mean the world to me,.I'm a worrior with an O -Def.: A person who worries all the time about everything but still has the will to fight like a warrior I'm a person who loves tea and Patrick Jane. Soft Music may be perceived as a sign of depression but it's just my thing and yes i mean you "Salma Khaled". I have a thing for Road To Lead which is in brief this amazing family i have grown to love and relate to over the past few years of my life and in short can't imagine who i would be without them.

But most importantly i'm OK and most importantly i'm a work in progress.

Eternal

Watching him wither away, it was easier to imagine it wasn't him anymore. It's hard to let go but back then, it was even harder to hold on.
Day after day, i would hear them telling me he was only getting worse and i know i should have gone to see him but somehow i kept putting it off. The thing is i was afraid to see the man i idolized at his weakest.
I never forget the way he would encourage me and tell me i was better than that image i had of myself.
Call me selfish but this is the way i wanted to remember him "Strong". Call me selfish but this is the way i wanted HIM to remember ME; as the person who looked at him in awe and not the person looking at his weakest self with pity.
Still, i'm sorry i didn't visit .. i'm sorry if i'm not the person you thought i'd be.
He had the purest soul and this soothing, most reassuring voice i have ever heard.
People forget but i never do. I see you in every victory i achieve and also in every defeat urging me to go on.
My teacher .. My mentor .. My idol .. May your soul rest in peace.
Who knows maybe i'll come over in the eternal land for tea and we'll pick up where we left off; just like all those times back at your office talking about everything but never nothing.
May we reunite insha'Allah.