Ahem! Love’s beautiful, isn’t it? Especially if you are looking from the outside. Lovebirds bi y3 d3, anaa you say weytin.

Ooh, I don’t know but love is sweet. Love is sweet. It’s beautiful when everything is going all rainbow and sunshine. It’s rosy when it’s breathtaking and overwhelming.


When Paradise becomes a War Zone Then the weapons of love can be both fair and foul.

Till now, I’m not sure if we’ve discovered why the very love that could lift us up could be the same one breaking us down.

Where I come from, it is said that, “)d) saa, na ato adapa.” Sometimes in my small corner, I wonder why beautiful loves end in chaos. Why love scars more than hate ever would. Why the heart that could cause yours to accelerate could be the same one giving your heart, attacks.

Love is really complicated. But whatever it is,
Love falls.
Love breaks.
Love heals.
Love builds.

Zayn, I guess you were right. Love’s a Paradise and a War Zone after all.

Capaldi, you couldn’t have said it any better. I believe we all have questions we would want to ask our lovers before we both walk away; sometimes we wish they could stay a while and maybe just try one more time.

And there’s a simple complicated answer to why we want that;

It’s hard to just walk away after getting so used to being someone they loved.

Before I say goodbye, here’s a poem for us to savour. And I hope whatever your story be, love will find you again.

I don’t know if you are the one I chose to hold.

I don’t know if I ever made promises

Of never leaving you.

I don’t know!

I don’t remember!

And I can hardly recall!

But I guess the storms of love

Can do that to you.

I guess screaming out loud at each

When the thunder roars outside our home

Has that effect on us.

It’s dawn

And I’m awake

And you, in the living area,

Head in your hands

And not a pint of sleep.

I’m tired,

I’ve struggled.

And each time we fight

I give into hate a little more.

Maybe it’s time you leave

And my moment not to hold you back.

But before you go,

Was there something I could have said

To make your heartbeat better?

Was there something I could have done

To make things better?

I look into your eyes

And see the sparks die.

I know it’s over

But I’m tempted to tell you to wait.

Let’s try one more time.

Even if the Furies will get mad.

But maybe I’d just let you go this time

Even if I was getting used to being

Someone you loved.

Our promises of forever,

And I know like others before us,

We tried to get that.

But sometimes saying goodbye isn’t the hardest thing,

If for so long

We’ve been hearts apart.

Here are a few expressions I would like to let us all in.

Lovebirds bi y3 d3, anaa you say weytin- Some lovebirds are exciting, or what do you say?

“)d) saa, na ato adapa.” – When there is no more love, only insults and bad vibes remain.


By Abis Psyche

A young lady with a passion for anything and everything artsy. Painting with words is what I do best. The motive is not to create the perfect picture of emotions, thoughts and feelings. It is to appreciate those imperfect flaws and choices that will always make every story worth telling. My dream is that someday people will learn to tell their stories regardless. Stories heal, and they need to be heard.

27 replies on “SOMEONE YOU LOVED”

Some love is sweet ooo and I can ateast to that. Hmmm…. I remember when I was in a relationship years ago, all was lovely untill the expected moment where we became sweet enemies…
Abishag, more vim dear.


There is a thin line between love and hate they say. It is not suprising I experienced it years ago.
Abishag! more vim.


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