to my favorite telomere girl

a few days ago you wrote to me..

...i wanted to forget about my present, to forget about where i am, what i am, who i am ...so i found myself listening to fairuz, remembering random stuff from the past ... All of a sudden, fairuz decided to start singing sanarjo3o yawman... i remembered something and i had a smile on my face after that ......do you recall when we sat once at your place, in your garden..it was around 6 or 7, close to sunset, best time of a summer day .. and we sat outside listening to fairuz singing sanarji3o yowman .... .and you said that this song was your favorite one ... we wondered if "sanarji3o yowman" of course i said no, you said yes ... damn it how naive we or at least i was at the moment , how little we knew of what is waiting for us .. how excited we were , but how clueless ... how far we have gone, but at the same time to what extent it is nowhere ...

babe, we're still as excited and as clueless..some things will always be the same..

dont ever change.

i never told you how much i loved that email. you know i dont say much.

happy birthday beautiful.