Dear little me,
peace be upon you .. How are you dear ?
I miss you so much, I wish you were here with me, I'm in a real need of you .
Every time I look at your angelic face I remember those wonderful days, when our dreams were spread in front of us with no limits, when they were our road to real life, when we saw them smiling over and over again every time we think of them .
Those days of true love, joy, laughter and happiness.
Those days we used to laugh our hearts out .
Every time I see your photo I remember the way we used to play with our cousins, the small house we used to build with pillows at the dining room, the library that is made by our childish stories, and those small things we used to decorate it with .
I found your wonderful paintings by chance at one of the many boxes I'm keeping, your painting of the girls playing made me smile so long; you were so cute to see the whole world around you by your soft, sweet, white heart.
The happy girls in your painting were your thoughts, those lovely thoughts of better life, better world, and better place to live in .
Your painting took me to that day when we sat at the balcony once and started to count the stars at night, we were so eager to count them all; the thing ended with us sleeping on the floor there .
when I look to your brown sweet little eyes looking eagerly forward, I wondered if you were knowing what the future hides for you .. I thought of that you were watching the dynamic series of your days in the future .. but I was not so sure if you know how hard it will be to achieve your goals.
I don't know if your pure heart could ever understand this or not, but to tell you the truth; if I'm back again to where you are now, I would never choose to grow up !
It's too hard and too dark here, this world is creepy; yet it is not as you ever thought of !!
You would never imagine that there would come one day and your sweet little heart would not be so secured, to try to sleep many times but the thoughts crowded in your head prevent you bitterly.
You would never imagine that you would have to fight hardly to be able to deal with people around you not because you lack communication skills but because of their many masks they are well trained to put on .
The people here are not so honest and pure as the children you played with in the past, the people here are like the open sea; you don't know what it hides and you can't imagine or even expect what you will find when you enter its world.
You would never imagine that your pure heart will not be able to live with its purity among the crowds here !!
You would never imagine that would come a day in which the purity will be raw material for deceivers .
You are in a bad need of some one beside you here, some one to take your hand and guide you on your road of life, some one to be really secured with, some one who is honest, caring, and above all has a pure heart like yours :)
Dear little me,
Happy that you are still there, playing with your lovely toys, I wish I could come , join your world again and play with you :)
Dear little me,
promise me that you will stay there, caring for your flowers and having fun with your dolls :)
promise me to be strong, when you feel the weakness of those around you; to stay honest to your self when they are getting used to telling lies; to see the positive part of your life and learn from the negative one.
Finally promise me that you'll give faith a fighting chance.
Be sure that Allah will bring you the best and will lead your continues thoughts to an end, a happy one isA.
I love you so much :)
yours,
The GROWN me !!
