Life As A Writer

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

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I saw your reflection on the window. You were looking down at your phone, the whole time you never looked up. I stared and thought what am I doing here? Why am I thinking about you? Such a beautiful reflection that I couldn’t move, and I knew if I threw myself in, I would lose. I’m chasing history, caving in for the first time; I couldn’t save you anymore. All I know is that what we had was gone too soon, and I think that’s why the shadow of me is following you. Following what could have been.
Michael Daaboul
I wonder what today could have been like if you woke up beside me and smiled. What would it be like to hear your laugh again, or see your eyes cry sitting right by my side? What would it have been like if I took your hands for the very first time and I took you back to the first place we met? What would happen if I took it all back to start again, new? What would it be like? I don’t think I will ever know.

Michael Daaboul

All things belong in two, without you, I’m missing someone like you. You can mix heaven, you can mix emotion, it doesn’t matter what recipe I try to do, and it doesn’t make you. I tried to jump off mountains, where I tried to kiss the sky, but I fell off the moment I knew, I couldn’t find you. I was caught by the waves and saw my own reflection in the sunlight, and I knew, even when you were gone, that I was never without you.
Michael Daaboul
I have had enough; I have nothing left to give. Will someone please save me, please show me, please, anything? Look at me sea, I stand by the rocks and I’m not afraid to see the world when I come back as a different me. Take me wind, for I’m not strong enough to be, strong enough to fly, with all I have done and seen, will you show me please, show me it’s not all that bad, not as bad as it seems.
Michael Daaboul
Before you love me, you need to know that we will bend. Don’t be scared, it feels like we’ll break, but we won’t. Don’t run away when things change, don’t let the winds go through your hair. It’s overwhelming; it’s like standing in a wide field with a gigantic hurricane dawning above you. But I need you to not be shaken, for you have the stars watching over you when it gets dark. Don’t be afraid when you’re on the edge of falling. If we were not meant to be, then my dear, no man was ever meant to be.
Michael Daaboul
My heart hasn’t changed much from when I was younger. It still wants to be beautiful; it still wants to burn through the illusions and hold your soul. It never stopped believing in space and time; it didn’t want anyone else to love but you. My mind tried to tell me to give up, because the mind isn’t strong enough to deal with emotion, but deep down I knew I wasn’t going to listen. So I started the fire, I started to burn, until the entire galaxy was filled with red smoke to grab your attention, attention you couldn’t ignore.
Michael Daaboul

Breakfast Under Stars

When you leave, I won’t let you go so fast. I will stop you, turn you around and look into your eyes. I’ll smile and kiss your lips. I’ll ask you not to go; while knowing that’s not possible. But I say it anyway.

I’ll hold your hand when we walk because I like to feel your skin on mine.

I sometimes get teary because I can’t believe I found someone like you, when you ask why I’m crying, I try to hide it and respond by telling you I was just yawning.

I get excited when we have breakfast together, and I don’t know why, maybe because it’s two of my favourite things.

You haven’t spoken to me in a long time. I’m starting to worry. In the past your silence told me you were thinking too much, thinking and over thinking. It has been a year and I don’t know if you’re okay. I’m not sure if you have gone into an over thinking thought coma.
Michael Daaboul
I like me and I don’t want to change. I’m afraid that something is going to change me and I’m not going to be the person that I once was, the person you fell in love with.
Michael Daaboul
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