... somehow... its me

Maya Ammar

Mi...cha...

Thinking Loudly

Weird. How you can tell something in front of everyone , but u cant say it to one person. (mine)

Dont play Bowling with nuns! (Eva's thought)

Ass kissing on a hill is a skill (Eva's)

You're putting me on Hold,
But Im holding you with my soul. (Allie's)

What you feel is what you are, and what you are is beautiful. (Maya's)

Blue

most of the time

What i've been always afraid of

What the hell are you staring at ?

Corners around

let me share with you a story...
We were four girls sitting in maya's room..her little world
Maya . Eva-Maria . Micha and i,
we were talking about different subjects,
run from one to another .. skip some ideas... shed lights on others
very intellectuals.. as maya described us while watching the scene...
without any previous intention to gather..
here we were ..
working, studying,reflecting, speculating,or asking and answering questions about a wide variety of different ideas..
though we are different... each one of us is far from the character of the other...
differences...
different..
yet... we sit and talked...
and we were very happy
very intellectuals..just like maya described us.

A sweet Day

extremly happy she was,
with a long white dress,
with flowers all over
she wore it all night and danced
she knew when the night will be over
and the sun will shine
she danced that night,
all night,
with her white dress
she danced with angels around
so beautiful,
so white,
so everything was set and ready,
a fairy tail princess that day.
that day she would be his forever
hours and hours,
she couldnt wait
time seemed forgetting to move
lost its track
or she was just won the race
i could see her heart, beating so fast,i could listen to her heart rhythm
she couldnt breathe
her eyes were shinning,reflecting a brilliant light,
charming ...
her eyes could made magic
everything around her turned to something beautiful
lot of people lot of noise,lot of laughs,
so suddenly,
she stopped moving,
gazed at everything and everyone, at each one ,
each thing, each color, each decoration
she shut her eyes,
bowed her head down,
felt utopia
a strong tender breeze sneaked into her body from toes to eyes
and opened them
like magnetism,
fantastic feeling lift her up to the heavens, the skys and the clouds
and brought her back down
gently...
she went and waited for him ,
so she waited
and waited
and waited
and waited...
but he just wasnt there.
the end
.