I decided to document a sore old relation I had in a story Ill be writing, a relation that made its devastating impression into the person I am now, start reading after the line of dashes while playing the attached video, If you like it. then leave a like or a comment so I share my next part with you. ------------------ Day 1: Randomly out of desperation We met that night, I met you on a dating website while abusing the internet in a friends DVD rental shop, we liked each other. I mean, the looks at least since we didnt even text much. You showed me your pics and I showed you mine, 2 minutes later we found that we go to the same university, faculty, heck even take parallel classes but never noticed each other. We agreed to meet that night, I was as usual drunk in a very boring old bar in Amman, around friends that I didnt like much. I called them friends then, I dont even know how they look like now. It was back in February 2008, a few days before James Blunts concert in Beirut. I saw you that night, you were shocked, more like intimidated by how I looked like, fat, short bleached hair with a beard, around 4 piercings in the face, speaks fast in a mix of Arabic and English all together while you spoke the 5 words that made you graduate from school, listened to Tamer Housni and played the guitars, hypothetically speaking. I liked you. I didnt know why. And then it all started. Why am I remembering this now? It just popped in my calendar - saying my first date with you - back on this day.
Posted on: Fri, 16 Jan 2015 23:40:57 +0000
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