libya in lowercase - volume two, day one

tuesday. may 11, 2010.


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there is nothing

more confusing 

or frustrating 

or mind-spinning

than saying goodbye,

except saying goodbye

in the middle 

of hartsfield airport's

security check. 

currently: amsterdam

i am safe.

alhamdulillah, alhamdullah.

gratitude for every prayer. much love.

where we were.

and when they entered,

they saw the message

on the walls

"we were here,

and now we're gone

now you are here

and we're alone

just know that we 

waited for you 

while we could,

when we were here. "

she grew up good, she grew up slow.♥.

((couldn't wait to get going, but wasn't quite ready to leave. ))

just something beautiful for you, to pass the time.

much love, much love.

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they told her to remember that there was more to her than him.

but the thing was, there wasn't.

love feels like

it's like

tripping,

falling,

slipping,

sliding,

wildly,

headfirst,

into you. 

mama say

string along tales of a 

revolution born of 

spit and blood

canada, mama say

one day we go

she told me not to 

leave the house that night

not to leave 

into a darkness

full of screams and 

blackness and 

blood. 

should have listened.