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CUENTO
TITULO... OJOS NEGROS
MUSA... Sheikha Mahra Princesse Of Dubai
El pensar no se piensa en nada pero el. pensó más
nada porque solo le importaba estar ahí, frente a ella observandola y observando su cuerpo, cada uno de sus movimientos, cada uno de sus
gestos, admirando su femineidad sus hermosos ojos negros, esos ojos que tanto le gustaban, los que le habían fascinado desde el principio. Que de Ella ya tenía alguien a quien querer, pero amaba ala adolecente de
los ojos, los ojos negros.
De quien tenía a su lado y apreciaba muchas cosas, su amor incondicional, la manera de priorizarlo siempre y la manera un
tanto infantil que tenia al mirarlo, parecía ser una niña trabiesa viendo su juguete preferido, y eso a el le
encantaba, le hacía sentir
especial. Con ella tenia todo lo que el deseaba,
amor, contención y confianza, solo que ella siempre fue un tanto más compleja que las demás, no creía que el amor fuera solo eso, el
buscaba algo más, no sabía qué, y ella de los ojos negros tenía ese “no sé qué”, que el tanto en todas buscaba. Adoraba cada uno de los
pocos, pero increíbles momentos a su lado, los pocos, pero intensos e inolvidables besos,
todas esas veces que se miraban fijamente y se decían mil cosas al oido con solo una mirada, las charlas profundas, la manera en que era solo ella, la manera en que el tiempo pasaba estando cerca de Ella, y esa sensación de nervios y una especie de cosquillas que le
causaba el solo hecho de tenerla cerca. Y a su lado
Nunca pasaba un día en que no pensara el en ella, siempre esperaba ansioso el momento perfecto en la ciudad de dubai en un restaurante en un casino en una discoteca de mirarla y decirle. En esa noche en la magica ciidad de dubai lo tanto y mucho que para el ella era y teníendola tan cerca… Pero no se animaba a decirle nada por su timidez, todo
eso que llevaba dentro desde el día en que la vio por primera vez. Sabía que no podía desperdiciar
esa oportunidad, ya que al ser
anciano y cuando su vida sean
recuerdos quería poder decir
“estuve en tal beso”, “estuve en tal pasión”… Tenía en claro que ese amor había
surgido solo de algunas noches juntos, de pocos momentos, pero
que eran suficientes como para darse cuenta de que lo que sentía era real, por lo menos para el. Iba a jugarse todo por ella aquella inefable noche, al decirle por fin cuáles eran sus
intenciones, y estaba muy
esperanzado en que ella sintiera lo mismo, aunque todos sabían que
no era la mejor opción para nadie. Cuando tomo coraje y pudo hablarle, le dio un discurso interminable sobre un amor altruista y generoso, esperando poder convencerla de estar Juntos, dispuesto a dejarlo todo por ella, creyendo que la vida es un
cuento de hadas y que élla era lo que el se abia imaginado. Nada salió como el lo esperaba,
ella no pensaba como el, a el ya lo habían traicionado varias veces y eso moldeo su manera de pensar,
creía que el amor era algo que la gente idealizaba demasiado, y ella respondió lo siguiente: “Yo no puedo darte nada de todo
eso que que tu me pides. Si a mí me preguntan si me casaría contigo, diría que no porque no estoy enamorada Pero si me preguntan
si daría mi vida por ti, si si yo te amo, diría que sí. Para mi amar a alguien y estar enamorado son
dos cosas muy distintas. Estar
enamorado es querer casarse, y hacer todas esas cosas, y yo no
puedo prometer nada de eso, no soy de las personas que juran amor eterno, pero si me traicionan o les hacen algo que no les gusta ya no te aman mas,
porque eso no es amor. No es así para mí, porque yo te amaría pase lo que pase.el entonces” No supo que decir después de
escuchar todo eso. Sus sueños se desvanecieron y decidió aceptar su destino, y hacer su vida con alguien que podría darle todo eso que el siempre busco, pero que
jamás llegaría a tener ese “no sé que” para poder enamorarla. Pocas veces se amargaba al recordar aquella noche, al pensar que no hizo su vida al lado de la chica de los ojos negros, que hacía
años que ya no sabía de élla.
Porque en el fondo de su corazón, sabía que el había sido para élla, todo lo que ella había sido para el.
El zorro
DANIEL GARCIA ROMAN
24 MARZO 2014
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STORY TITLED... BLACK EYES MUSE... Sheikha Mahra Princesse Of Dubai Thinking is not thought about anything but. he thought nothing more because it was important for him to be only there, opposite to her observing it and observing its body, each of its movements, each of its gestures, admiring its femininity its beautiful black eyes, these eyes that so much he liked, which they had fascinated to him from the beginning. That of Her already had someone to whom to want, but wing loved adolecente of the eyes, the black eyes. Of the one who had next to you and was appreciating many things, its unconditional love, the way of prioritizing it always and the somewhat infantile way that it had on having looked at it, she was seeming to be a girl trabiesa seeing its favorite toy, and to he was loving that, he was making him feel specially. With her everything had what the deseaba, love, containment and confidence, only that she was always somewhat more complex than the others, did not believe that the love was alone that, the buscaba slightly more, did not know what, and she of the black eyes had that one “I do not know what”, that so much in all he was looking. There was adoring each of the few ones, but incredible moments next to you, the few ones, but intense and unforgettable kisses, all these times that were looking fixedly and thousand things were said to the ear with only a look, the deep chats, the way in which there was alone she, the way in which the time was happening being close to Her, and this sensation of nerves and a species of tickling that was causing him the alone fact of having it close. And next to you there was never happening one day in which he was not thinking about her, he was always waiting anxiously for the perfect moment in the city of dubai in a restaurant in a casino in a discotheque to look at it and to say to him. In this night in the sorceress ciidad of dubai so much and very much that for it was and having it so close … But he was not cheering up to say anything to him for its shyness, all that that was going inside from the day in which it saw it for the first time. He knew that it could not waste this opportunity, since to the aged being and when memories are its life wanted to be able to say “I was in such a kiss”, “I was in such a passion” … Was Had by It in clear that this love had arisen only of some nights together, of a few moments, but that they were sufficient as to realize that what was feeling real age, at least for. Everything was going to stake for her that indescribable night, on having said to him finally what its intentions were, and it was much given hope in that she was feeling the same, although they all knew that it was not the best option for anybody. When I take courage and he could speak to him, gave him an endless speech on an altruistic and generous love, hoping to be able to convince her to be Together, ready to leave everything for her, believing that the life is a fairy tale and that élla was what abia imagined. Nothing went out as he was waiting for it, she was not thinking how, to either several times had betrayed it and that molded its way of thinking, he believed that the love was something that the people were idealizing too much, and she answered the following thing:“ I cannot give you anything of all that that that you ask me. If they ask me if I would marry you he would say that not because I am not in love Pero if they ask me if it would give my life for you, if if I love you, he would say that yes. For me to love someone and to be in love are two very different things. Being in love is to want to marry, and do all these things, and I cannot promise anything of that, it is not of the persons that they swear eternal love, but if they betray me or do to them anything that they already do not like they do not love you any more, because this is not a love. It is not like that for me, because I would love pass to you what pase.el then” did not know that to say after listening to all that. Its sleep disappeared and he decided to accept its destination, and do its life with someone who might give him all that for that I always look, but who would never go so far as to have that one “I do not know that” to be able to win the love of it. Seldom it was getting bitter on having remembered that night, on having thought that it did not do its life next to the girl of the black eyes, who was doing years that he already did not know of élla. Because at the bottom of its heart, he knew that the había been for élla, quite what it had been for. The fox DANIEL GARCIA ROMAN ON MARCH 24, 2014
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ﻋﻨﻮﺍﻥ ﺍﺳﻮﺩ ﻟﻮﻥ ﺍﻟﻌﻴﻮﻥ ...
ﻣﻮﺳﻰ ... ﺍﻟﺸﻴﺨﺔ ﻣﻬﺮﺓ ﺑﺮﻳﻨﺴﺲ ﺩﺑﻲ
ﺍﻟﺘﻔﻜﻴﺮ ﻻ ﺃﺣﺪ ﻳﻔﻜﺮ ﺃﻱ ﺷﻲﺀ ﻭﻟﻜﻦ .
ﻳﻌﺘﻘﺪ ﺃﻛﺜﺮ
ﺃﻱ ﺷﻲﺀ ﻷﻧﻚ ﺗﻬﺘﻢ ﻓﻘﻂ ﺃﻥ ﻳﻜﻮﻥ
ﻫﻨﺎﻙ ﺃﻣﺎﻡ ﻋﻴﻨﻴﻬﺎ ﻳﺮﺍﻗﺐ ﻟﻬﺎ ﻭﻣﺮﺍﻗﺒﺔ
ﺟﺴﺪﻫﺎ، ﻛﻞ ﻭﺍﺣﺪ ﻣﻦ ﺗﺤﺮﻛﺎﺗﻪ ، ﻛﻞ
ﻭﺍﺣﺪ ﻟﻪ
ﺍﻹﻳﻤﺎﺀﺍﺕ ، ﻭﺍﻹﻋﺠﺎﺏ ﻟﻬﺎ ﺃﻧﻮﺛﺘﻬﺎ
ﺟﻤﻴﻠﺔ ﺍﻟﻌﻴﻮﻥ ﺍﻟﺴﻮﺩ ، ﺗﻠﻚ ﺍﻟﻌﻴﻮﻥ
ﺃﺣﺒﺖ ﻛﺜﻴﺮﺍ ، ﻭﺍﻟﺬﻱ ﻓﺘﻨﺖ ﺑﻪ ﻣﻦ
.ﺔﻳﺍﺪﺒﻟﺍ ﺍﻧﻬﺎ ﺑﺎﻟﻔﻌﻞ ﻛﺎﻥ ﺃﻥ ﺷﺨﺼﺎ ﻣﺎ
ﺍﻟﻰ ﺍﻟﺤﺐ ، ﻭﻟﻜﻦ ﺃﺣﺐ ﺍﻟﺠﻨﺎﺡ ﻓﻲ ﺳﻦ
ﺍﻟﻤﺮﺍﻫﻘﺔ
ﺍﻟﻌﻴﻮﻥ، ﻭ ﺍﻟﻌﻴﻮﻥ ﺍﻟﺴﻮﺩﺍﺀ .
ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﺑﺠﺎﻧﺒﻬﺎ ﻭﺍﻟﺘﻘﺪﻳﺮ ﺃﺷﻴﺎﺀ ﻛﺜﻴﺮﺓ ،
ﻭﺍﻟﺤﺐ ﻏﻴﺮ ﺍﻟﻤﺸﺮﻭﻁ ، ﻭﻛﻴﻔﻴﺔ ﺗﺤﺪﻳﺪ
ﺍﻷﻭﻟﻮﻳﺎﺕ ﻭ ﺫﻟﻚ ﻳﻌﻨﻲ ﺩﺍﺋﻤﺎ
ﻛﻞ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﻄﻔﻞ ﻛﺎﻥ ﻟﻲ ﺃﻥ ﻧﻨﻈﺮ ﻓﻲ
ﻭﺟﻬﻪ ، ﻭﺑﺪﺍ ﺃﻥ ﺗﻜﻮﻥ trabiesa ﺓﺎﺘﻓ
ﻳﺮﺍﻗﺐ ﻟﻬﺎ ﻟﻌﺒﺔ ﻣﻔﻀﻠﺔ، ﻭﺃﻥ ﻋﻠﻴﻪ
ﺃﺣﺐ ، ﺟﻌﻠﺘﻪ ﻳﺸﻌﺮ
.ﺔﺻﺎﺧ ﻣﻊ ﻛﻞ ﻣﺎ ﻛﺎﻥ ﻟﺪﻳﻬﺎ ﻣﺎ ﺃﺭﺍﺩ،
ﺍﻟﺤﺐ ﻭﺍﻟﻘﻨﺎﻋﺔ ﻭ ﺍﻟﺜﻘﺔ ، ﻟﻤﺠﺮﺩ ﺃﻧﻬﺎ
ﻛﺎﻧﺖ ﺩﺍﺋﻤﺎ ﺃﻛﺜﺮ ﺗﻌﻘﻴﺪﺍ ﻗﻠﻴﻼ ﻣﻦ
ﺍﻵﺧﺮﻳﻦ ، ﻭﻳﻌﺘﻘﺪ ﺃﻥ ﺍﻟﺤﺐ ﻫﻮ ﺃﻥ ﻣﺠﺮﺩ
ﻭ
ﺗﺒﺤﺚ ﻋﻦ ﺷﻲﺀ ﺁﺧﺮ، ﻟﻢ ﺃﻛﻦ ﺃﻋﺮﻑ ﻣﺎ ،
ﻭ ﻛﺎﻥ ﻟﺪﻳﻬﺎ ﻋﻴﻮﻥ ﺳﻮﺩﺍﺀ ﺍﻥ " ﻻ ﺃﻋﺮﻑ
ﻣﺎ "ﻲﻫ ﻛﻞ ﻭﻛﻼﻫﻤﺎ ﻣﻄﻠﻮﺏ . ﺃﺣﺐ
ﻛﻞ
ﻗﻠﻴﻠﺔ، ﻭﻟﻜﻦ ﻭﻗﺖ ﻛﺒﻴﺮ ﻓﻲ ﻓﺮﻳﻘﻪ ،
ﻭﻋﺪﺩ ﻗﻠﻴﻞ ، ﻭﻟﻜﻦ ﺍﻟﻤﻜﺜﻔﺔ ﻭﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﻻ
ﺗﻨﺴﻰ ﺍﻟﻘﺒﻼﺕ ،
ﻛﻞ ﺗﻠﻚ ﺍﻷﻭﻗﺎﺕ ﻛﻨﺖ ﻳﺤﺪﻕ ﻭﺃﻟﻒ ﺃﺷﻴﺎﺀ
ﻓﻲ ﺃﺫﻧﻲ ﻣﻊ ﻣﺠﺮﺩ ﻧﻈﺮﺓ، ﻣﺤﺎﺩﺛﺎﺕ
ﻋﻤﻴﻘﺔ، ﻭ ﺍﻟﻄﺮﻳﻘﺔ ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﻛﺎﻥ ﻣﺠﺮﺩ
ﻭﺳﻴﻠﺔ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﻮﻗﺖ ﺍﻟﺮﺍﻫﻦ ﻣﺮﺕ ﻗﺮﻳﺒﺔ
ﻟﻬﺎ ، ﻭ ﻫﺬﺍ ﺍﻟﺸﻌﻮﺭ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻷﻋﺼﺎﺏ ،
ﻭﻗﺎﻝ ﻧﻮﻉ ﻣﻦ ﺩﻏﺪﻏﺔ ﻟﻚ
ﺗﺴﺒﺐ ﺑﺒﺴﺎﻃﺔ ﻷﻥ ﻭﺟﻮﺩ ﻟﻬﺎ ﻓﻲ
ﺟﻤﻴﻊ ﺃﻧﺤﺎﺀ . ﻭ ﺑﺠﺎﻧﺐ
ﻟﻢ ﻳﺬﻫﺐ ﻳﻮﻣﻴﺎ ﺑﺤﻠﻮﻝ ﺫﻟﻚ ﻟﻢ ﺃﻛﻦ
ﺃﻋﺘﻘﺪ ﺍﻧﻬﺎ ﺩﺍﺋﻤﺎ ﻳﻨﺘﻈﺮ ﺑﻔﺎﺭﻍ ﺍﻟﺼﺒﺮ
ﺍﻟﻠﺤﻈﺔ ﺍﻟﻤﺜﺎﻟﻴﺔ ﻓﻲ ﻣﺪﻳﻨﺔ ﺩﺑﻲ ﻓﻲ
ﻣﻄﻌﻢ ﻓﻲ ﻛﺎﺯﻳﻨﻮ ﻓﻲ ﻧﻈﺮﺓ ﻣﻠﻬﻰ
ﻟﻴﻠﻲ ﻭ .ﻝﻮﻗﺍ ﻓﻲ ﺗﻠﻚ ﺍﻟﻠﻴﻠﺔ ﻓﻲ
ciidad ﺍﻟﺴﺤﺮﻳﺔ ﺩﺑﻲ ﻭ ﺍﻟﻜﺜﻴﺮ ﻣﻦ ﺃﺟﻞ
ﻭﺟﻮﺩ ﻟﻬﺎ ﻭ ﺃﻧﻬﺎ ﻛﺎﻧﺖ ﻗﺮﻳﺒﺔ ﺟﺪﺍ ...
ﻭﻟﻜﻦ ﻟﻢ ﻳﺠﺮﺅ ﺃﺣﺪ ﺃﻥ ﻳﻘﻮﻝ ﺃﻱ ﺷﻲﺀ
ﻟﻞ ﺣﻴﺎﺀ ﻟﻬﺎ، ﻛﻞ
ﺃﻥ ﻓﻴﻪ ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﻴﻮﻡ ﺭﺁﻫﺎ ﻟﻠﻤﺮﺓ .ﻰﻟﻭﻷﺍ
ﻛﻨﺖ ﺃﻋﺮﻑ ﺃﻧﻨﻲ ﻻ ﻳﻤﻜﻦ ﺃﻥ ﺗﻀﻴﻊ
ﺗﻠﻚ ﺍﻟﻔﺮﺻﺔ ، ﻷﻧﻪ ﻛﻤﺎ
ﺍﻟﺮﺟﻞ ﺍﻟﻌﺠﻮﺯ ﻭ ﻋﻨﺪﻣﺎ ﺣﻴﺎﺗﻪ ﻫﻲ
ﺫﻛﺮﻳﺎﺕ ﺃﺭﻳﺪ ﺃﻥ ﺃﻗﻮﻝ
ﻭﻗﺎﻝ "ﻛﻨﺖ ﻓﻲ ﻣﺜﻞ ﻫﺬﻩ ﻗﺒﻠﺔ " ،
ﻭﻗﺎﻝ "ﻛﻨﺖ ﻓﻲ ﻣﺜﻞ ﻫﺬﻩ ﺍﻟﻌﺎﻃﻔﺔ
" ... ﺃﻧﺎ ﻛﺎﻥ ﻭﺍﺿﺤﺎ ﺃﻥ ﻫﺬﺍ ﺍﻟﺤﺐ ﻛﺎﻥ
ﻇﻬﺮﺕ ﻓﻘﻂ ﺑﻀﻊ ﻟﻴﺎﻝ ﻣﻌﺎ، ﻟﺤﻈﺎﺕ
ﻗﻠﻴﻠﺔ ، ﻭﻟﻜﻦ
ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﻛﺎﻧﺖ ﻛﺎﻓﻴﺔ ﻝ ﻧﺪﺭﻙ ﺃﻥ ﻣﺎ ﺷﻌﺮﺕ
ﺑﻪ ﻛﺎﻥ ﺣﻘﻴﻘﻴﺎ ، ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﻷﻗﻞ ﺑﺎﻟﻨﺴﺒﺔ
.ﻪﻟ ﺍﻟﺬﻫﺎﺏ ﻟﻠﻤﺨﺎﻃﺮﺓ ﺑﻜﻞ ﺷﻲﺀ
ﺑﺎﻟﻨﺴﺒﺔ ﻟﻬﺎ ﻟﻴﻠﺔ ﻓﺎﺋﻖ ﺍﻟﻮﺻﻒ ،
ﻭﻧﻘﻮﻝ ﺃﺧﻴﺮﺍ ﻣﺎ ﺑﻬﻢ
ﺍﻟﻨﻮﺍﻳﺎ، ﻭ ﻛﺎﻥ ﺟﺪﺍ
ﻧﺄﻣﻞ ﺃﻥ ﺷﻌﺮﺕ ﻧﻔﺴﻪ، ﻭﻟﻜﻦ ﺍﻟﺠﻤﻴﻊ
ﻳﻌﻠﻢ ﺃﻥ
ﺃﻟﻢ ﻳﻜﻦ ﺃﻓﻀﻞ ﺧﻴﺎﺭ .ﺪﺣﻷ ﻋﻨﺪﻣﺎ ﺃﺧﺬ
ﺍﻟﺸﺠﺎﻋﺔ ﻭ ﻳﻤﻜﻦ ﺍﻟﺘﺤﺪﺙ ﺃﻋﻄﻰ
ﺍﻟﺨﻄﺎﺏ ﺍﻟﺘﻲ ﻻ ﻧﻬﺎﻳﺔ ﻟﻬﺎ ﻋﻠﻰ ﺣﺐ
ﺍﻹﻳﺜﺎﺭ ﻭﺳﺨﻴﺔ ، ﻋﻠﻰ ﺃﻣﻞ ﺃﻥ ﻳﻘﻨﻌﻬﺎ ﺃﻥ
ﻧﻜﻮﻥ ﻣﻌﺎ ، ﻋﻠﻰ ﺍﺳﺘﻌﺪﺍﺩ ﻟﻞ ﺗﺨﻠﻲ ﻋﻦ
ﻛﻞ ﺷﻲﺀ ﺑﺎﻟﻨﺴﺒﺔ ﻟﻬﺎ ، ﻭﻳﻌﺘﻘﺪ ﺃﻧﻪ ﻫﻮ
ﺍﻟﺤﻴﺎﺓ
ﻛﺎﻥ ﺧﺮﺍﻓﺔ ﻭﺍﻧﻬﺎ ﻣﺎ ﺃﺑﻴﺎ .ﺭﻮﺼﺘﻳ ﺫﻫﺐ
ﺷﻲﺀ ﻛﻤﺎ ﻫﻮ ﻣﺘﻮﻗﻊ ،
ﻓﻜﺮﺕ ﻟﻢ ﻳﻌﺠﺒﻬﺎ ، ﻭ ﺧﺎﻧﻮﺍ ﻟﻪ ﻋﺪﺓ
ﻣﺮﺍﺕ ﻭﺃﻧﻪ ﺻﺐ ﺗﻔﻜﻴﺮﻫﻢ ،
ﻳﻌﺘﻘﺪ ﺃﻥ ﺍﻟﺤﺐ ﻫﻮ ﺷﻲﺀ ﻣﺜﺎﻟﻲ ﺟﺪﺍ
ﻣﻦ ﺍﻟﻨﺎﺱ ، ﻭ ﺃﺟﺎﺑﺖ : " ﻻ ﺃﺳﺘﻄﻴﻊ ﺃﻥ
ﺃﻋﻄﻴﻪ ﻟﻚ ﻛﻞ
ﻟﻤﺎﺫﺍ ﻳﻄﻠﺐ ﻣﻨﻲ ﺍﻟﺨﺎﺹ . ﺇﺫﺍ ﻛﻨﺖ
ﺗﺴﺄﻟﻨﻲ ﺇﺫﺍ ﻛﻨﺖ ﺃﻭﺩ ﺃﻥ ﺗﺘﺰﻭﺝ ، ﺃﻥ
ﺃﻗﻮﻝ ﻻ ﻷﻧﻨﻲ ﻟﺴﺖ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺤﺐ ﻭﻟﻜﻦ
ﺍﺫﺍ ﺳﺄﻟﺘﻨﻲ
ﺇﺫﺍ ﻛﻨﺖ ﺗﻌﻄﻲ ﺣﻴﺎﺗﻲ ﻟﻚ ، ﻧﻌﻢ ﻧﻌﻢ ﺃﻧﺎ
ﺃﺣﺒﻚ ، ﺃﻗﻮﻝ .ﻢﻌﻧ ﺇﻟﻰ ﺑﻠﺪﻱ ﺍﻟﻤﺤﺒﺔ
ﻟﻠﺸﺨﺺ ﻭ ﺍﻟﻮﻗﻮﻉ ﻓﻲ ﺍﻟﺤﺐ ﻭ
ﺷﻴﺌﻴﻦ ﻣﺨﺘﻠﻔﻴﻦ .ﺍﺪﺟ ﻳﻜﻮﻥ
ﺍﻟﺤﺐ ﻫﻮ ﻳﺮﻳﺪ ﺃﻥ ﻳﺘﺰﻭﺝ ، ﻭﺍﻟﻘﻴﺎﻡ ﺑﻜﻞ
ﺗﻠﻚ ﺍﻷﺷﻴﺎﺀ ، ﻭ ﺃﻧﺎ ﻻ
ﻭﺃﺳﺘﻄﻴﻊ ﺃﻥ ﺃﻋﺪ ﺃﻱ ﺷﻲﺀ ، ﻭﺃﻧﺎ ﻟﺴﺖ
ﻣﻦ ﺃﻭﻟﺌﻚ ﺍﻟﺬﻳﻦ ﺃﻗﺴﻢ ﺍﻟﺤﺐ ﺍﻷﺑﺪﻱ ،
ﻭﻟﻜﻦ ﺇﺫﺍ ﻛﻨﺖ ﻳﺨﻮﻧﻨﻲ ﺃﻭ ﺟﻌﻠﻬﺎ ﺷﻴﺌﺎ
ﺃﻧﻬﻢ ﻻ ﻳﺤﺒﻮﻥ ﻻ ﺃﺣﺒﻚ ﺃﻛﺜﺮ ،
ﻷﻥ ﺫﻟﻚ ﻟﻴﺲ .ﺐﺤﻟﺍ ﻭﻟﻴﺲ ﺫﻟﻚ
ﺑﺎﻟﻨﺴﺒﺔ ﻟﻲ ﻷﻧﻨﻲ ﺳﻮﻑ ﺃﺣﺒﻚ ﻣﻬﻤﺎ
pase.el ﺛﻢ " ﺃﻧﺎ ﻻ ﺃﻋﺮﻑ ﻣﺎﺫﺍ ﺃﻗﻮﻝ
ﺑﻌﺪ
ﻧﺴﻤﻊ ﻛﻞ .ﻚﻟﺫ ﺗﺒﺪﺩﺕ ﺃﺣﻼﻣﻪ ﻭ ﻗﺮﺭ
ﻗﺒﻮﻝ ﻣﺼﻴﺮﻩ ، ﻭﺗﺠﻌﻞ ﺣﻴﺎﺗﻚ ﻣﻊ ﺷﺨﺺ
ﻳﻤﻜﻦ ﺃﻥ ﺗﻌﻄﻴﻪ ﻛﻞ ﻣﺎ ﺃﺗﻄﻠﻊ ﺩﺍﺋﻤﺎ ،
ﻭﻟﻜﻦ
ﺳﻴﺘﻌﻴﻦ ﺃﻥ " ﻻ "ﻑﺮﻋﺃ ﺍﻟﺤﺐ ﻟﻚ .ﺍﺪﺑﺃ
ﺍﻟﻤﺮ ﻧﺎﺩﺭﺍ ﻣﺎ ﺗﺬﻛﺮ ﻓﻲ ﺗﻠﻚ ﺍﻟﻠﻴﻠﺔ ،
ﻭﺍﻟﺘﻔﻜﻴﺮ ﺑﺄﻥ ﺣﻴﺎﺗﻪ ﻟﻢ ﻳﻜﻦ ﺣﻘﺎ ﺍﻟﻔﺘﺎﺓ
ﻣﻊ ﺍﻟﻌﻴﻮﻥ ﺍﻟﺴﻮﺩﺍﺀ ، ﺍﻷﻣﺮ ﺍﻟﺬﻱ ﺟﻌﻞ
ﺳﻨﻮﺍﺕ ﺍﻟﺬﻳﻦ ﻻ ﻳﻌﺮﻓﻮﻥ ﻟﻬﺎ .
ﻷﻥ ﻓﻲ ﻗﻠﺒﻪ ، ﻭﻛﺎﻥ ﻳﻌﺮﻑ ﺃﻧﻪ ﻛﺎﻥ
ﺑﺎﻟﻨﺴﺒﺔ ﻟﻬﺎ، ﻛﻞ ﻣﺎ ﻛﺎﻥ ﻝ .
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