Life is short.
On September 21st, 2008 I received an email from the love of my life that was about to change my north to south. Two years, some 8157km back and forth, 18kg and a few thousands of gray hair later, it did. The email did change my life’s direction. The love of my life left. And so did love.
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Life remains short.
And so I would like to still keep it simple. Keep it real. Since love has left, I shall move on, so the shortness of life is not shortened even more. It’s 2 o’clock in the morning. I am going to bed without you. On my mind.
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Time won’t wait but it will tell.
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Questa è Enida 
…and sleep like a baby.
I actually did, Hisham. 🙂 The power of mind kan?
I have also at the point in life where I think I either have to make a clean break or jump into the turmoil with both feet. This relationship has gone long enuff without an ending in sight.
And yes, time, in my case being 6 long years have been telling me again and again..