...Love, what have you done, what have you done to me .You break into my peaceful nights like a crooked thief and disrupt them  .You steal sleep right from my eyes and throw me back to bed, helpless like a beaten dog ...You fill my coffee cups to the brim and let them grow cold between my trembling hands .You turn up the music in my heart and invite my feet to dance, in the middle of the street, like a drunken sailor ...You water my throat with honey and bring me an invisible audience that awaits nothing but my songs and doesn’t stop clapping Love, what have you done, what have you done to me !I am finally alive! I am blissful! I am HAPPY

Malak El Halabi