Sabrine Sabaa

“So, if you don't summon a book and a light before dawn,
If you don't set your mind on honest aims and pursuits,
On waking, you'll be tortured by envy or lust.
Why so quick to remove a speck from your eye, when
If it's your mind, you put off the cure till next year?
Who's started has half finished: dare to be wise: begin!”
― Horace

“I’m awful about your name. I still jump when I hear it. I still feel it rattling somewhere in my stomach. I think I’m jealous of anyone that gets to say it because it’s not my right anymore. Years from now I’ll be standing in a supermarket and someone will casually brush past me, your name falling from their mouth like confetti. I’ll drop everything that I’m holding. My knees will wobble in the way they only did when I was with you. Years from now I’ll still remember how your name tasted in my mouth and I’ll have to start missing you all over again.”
― Azra.T

“LET’S GO BACK HOME

I can't think about you,
Without smiling.
What I wouldn’t give,
To go back there,
Take you in my arms,
Kiss you,
And tell you,
"I still love you."

It's been three decades now,
And still your smile's with me,
Your wave goodbye,
The love in your eyes,
And everything else you gave me,
Before that highway fog swept in,
And stole your spirit away.

Oh- to return by your side again,
Fish beside the Pleasant Hill Dam,
Hike through the Mayer's woods,
Hang out on your big hill,
Sleep naked in your twin bed,
Fill your room with laughter-
And marijuana smoke.

You returned home-
And I traveled on down the road,
Found new loves,
Safely took them under my wing,
And deeply into my heart.

But you know, as I do-
This wasn’t always possible.
I didn’t always have the fire-
The courage to stand tall,
The joy to expand,
Nor the love to give deeply.
These were all your gifts--
To me.

Someday-
When I close my eyes for good,
And cry out-
"Lord- forgive me for I have sinned-"
I'll joyously return by your side,
Take you into my arms,
Kiss you,
And tell you,
"I still love you.”
― Giorge Leedy, Uninhibited From Lust To Love

“Feelings are just visitors, let them come and go.”
― Mooji