Whenever someone loves another person, the chief question is always "why". We Egyptians are just born nosy and with a curiosity that will surely kill, so we always want to know why, when, and all that. must there be a reason though ? i mean, if you love someone, you're going to love everything about them, of course there will be things that stand out, but by default you will like everything in them, especially their faults. Maybe i'm too romantic, but i believe in love at first sight, always have and always will -a belief that none of my friends share apparently- which means that i don't think there is a specific characteristic that one would love about the person they've fallen to. none the less, I've always thought about that, and if i am ever to love someone i wish that my answer to that age old question would be something like this.
What kind of a question is that, how can you ask me what i love in an angel, how can you ask me what i love in someone without a fault. To tell you the truth, i don't know what i love about her, maybe its the way she walks so elegantly, maybe its the way she sits and stands, in a way worthy of royalty. Maybe its her courage, a courage that lets her do things others wouldn't even think about. Maybe its her eyes, those eyes that when i look into them i see...actually i don't know, when i look into her eyes i just get lost, its like i no longer exist, i get the same feeling you get when you look into the deep blue ocean, or when you look up at a full mooned night sky. Maybe its her face, a face that is more beautiful than the rising sun on a winter day, or a lonely budding flower in an endless grey. But above all i would say that i love how she thinks and talks, her intelligence in matters large and small. you know how easy it is for me to know someone's heart and how easier it is to know what they are thinking and what they will do next, perhaps the thing i love most about her is that she puzzles me, i seem to look at her and suddenly my brain freezes, i get lost and confused. What i'm trying to say is that i love her simply because she takes my breath away, every time i see her, no, every time i even dare to think about her, she takes my breath away.
My butterfly queen.
What kind of a question is that, how can you ask me what i love in an angel, how can you ask me what i love in someone without a fault. To tell you the truth, i don't know what i love about her, maybe its the way she walks so elegantly, maybe its the way she sits and stands, in a way worthy of royalty. Maybe its her courage, a courage that lets her do things others wouldn't even think about. Maybe its her eyes, those eyes that when i look into them i see...actually i don't know, when i look into her eyes i just get lost, its like i no longer exist, i get the same feeling you get when you look into the deep blue ocean, or when you look up at a full mooned night sky. Maybe its her face, a face that is more beautiful than the rising sun on a winter day, or a lonely budding flower in an endless grey. But above all i would say that i love how she thinks and talks, her intelligence in matters large and small. you know how easy it is for me to know someone's heart and how easier it is to know what they are thinking and what they will do next, perhaps the thing i love most about her is that she puzzles me, i seem to look at her and suddenly my brain freezes, i get lost and confused. What i'm trying to say is that i love her simply because she takes my breath away, every time i see her, no, every time i even dare to think about her, she takes my breath away.
My butterfly queen.
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