Life As A Writer

Michael Daaboul. 26 y/o from Australia/Melbourne. Digital Designer & Creative Writer.

When you left, you asked me to wait for you. That’s what I did. I waited and during that time I sent you a thousand messages that you never received. You did come back though, but not to me.
Michael Daaboul
I have a condition called hyperthymesia. I find it hard to fall in love because I don’t think I can survive when we breakup. I would remember every day of our relationship as if it happened yesterday. This is why I have never fallen in love with anyone. I would want to forget someday.
Michael Daaboul
You raised the white flag when the roads were broken, there was no way around and you walked back the other way. You were over it, couldn’t take it, so you gave up. You didn’t blow the sirens, you left in silence. I couldn’t understand. We built something amazing and you walked away from this castle we worked so hard on. We made something magnanimous and without you, it got cold between these lonely concrete walls.
Michael Daaboul
There you are looking at me like I was nothing, like I had done something wrong. I looked for a way out, a way for someone to help me. I kept on wandering through the woods and I couldn’t make it through. Where were you when I needed you most, when I couldn’t get to you?
Michael Daaboul
Trust me, you don’t want to be 80 years old thinking I should of done this, should have done that. The biggest regret in life is not taking risks and doing nothing; don’t wait until it’s too late.
Michael Daaboul
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