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A Beautiful Morning

  • Writer: pixielitmag
    pixielitmag
  • Mar 7
  • 2 min read

By May Chreideh


A beautiful morning it was, for once, and I was happy to be alive.

I could carry myself with my hands to get out of bed.

I breathed out the last thorn and one droplet of blood came out,

I didn’t faint at the sight of blood, I smiled instead.


I put on my favourite sweater; it was baby pink with a matching scarf.

Pink is my favourite colour, and I haven’t bitten any of my nails in the past weeks.

I looked at myself in the mirror, and my eyes glistened. I forgot how unconditional I was.

Beautiful I was, like a morning sun, a newborn flower, I was made to bloom.


I woke up on the right side of the bed, my heart was no longer heavy.

Golden rays of sunshine slipped through my bones, I shuddered; I was warm.

I was supposed to see you at noon for a coffee; I no longer loved coffee.

I have been waiting for more than twenty minutes, but I still love you unconditionally.


Your eyes met mine, and I smiled. I wanted to wrap my arms around you, but –

I know you are made of glass, and you’d fear I would break you, but –

I love you unconditionally, and I fear, I only fear that will break me as well.


You hugged me.


A beautiful morning it was, and I love coffee more than anything.

Sidon remained as beautiful as I left her,

The sea remained blue, and I could hear the fishermen –

I saw you on the corniche; you wanted to leave the sea and then.

I wish you didn’t; I miss home unconditionally.

A sad morning it was; I no longer saw my best friend.


I still carry her scent with me everywhere, and we still call every day.

We ran through Sidon’s streets; thought we were inseparable –

I love her unconditionally, and you love her too.


A tragic morning it was, turns out you were not loved in return.

You woke up in an empty bed after you thought you were loved for who you are,

You hugged yourself.


A beautiful morning it was, you feel a lot better.

You left that house and didn’t look back; your heart rested in your hands –

You are alive, you are loved, loved unconditionally.


An insane morning it was, I made new friends.

They love me and I wish I could have them fit in my heart –

I want to protect them from this world.


A beautiful morning it was, for this world is full of love –

And I am full of love,

And you are full of love,

Even if you never wanted to see it.


 
 
 

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