and then go to bed ..
she's looking for a pink shirt ..the one she always wears ..
what brought that here ?! didn't i throw it away ?!
this green army T-shirt that doesn't belong to her .. pOpEd up ..
Just when she thought ..
that everything is gone ..
with all the feelings .. and .. all the memories ..
this piece of cotton brought them up .. brought them alive !
She smiled .. I always loved it .. put it on .. smelled it .. and cried .. for a very long time ..
with a whisper to her heart : GOd .. I miss u so much ..
i can't smell you anymore .. i hate the maid for washing it ..
i hate myself .. for being that weak again .. what a shirt .. what a power it has !!
she kept crying till she felt a sleep .. with her head inside the shirt ..
and a wish .. for a dream to help her through this .. to wake up with this
tough painful feeling is gone ..
and for the shirt to lose its magical effect !!
the end !
من يوم فرقانا الى يومنا الى يومنا اليوم
ما فات يوم الا و هي مشغلتني
اليا غفيت اشوفها في حلا النوم
و اليا صحيت بكل الافكار جتني
حامد زيد
و عساك بخير
