Juliette and Juliette

Part One: Coincidence..

It's hard to be on a date with an open destiny.. and how miserable is the yearning for the love's fruits to pick them while hands are short.. I don't know if I was writing from my room or from the plane, things got mixed up yet the two states of despair and memory did not leave me for a moment..
  Even though it has been a year since I left her... a whole year! Empty of everything, even of the happy things that were hovering around me.. I don't know, because this overwhelming desire to write came to me despite the passage of a whole year full of oblivion..
    Here is my plane coming from France landing at Algiers airport. I say it while I don't know what awaits me, where a silent wall embraces me like my narrow dreams..
I went towards my luggage and sat down to rest, the airport seemed to me crowded.. and even empty of everything I was waiting for..
I do not remember!! Except that I met her on my way.. a girl whom I thought a man..! who are you?
interrupting my solitude..
a young woman, full of strength! Her smile is pretty , her eyes are sad.. as if the silence misses her voice.. She got close..!
   Excuse me!! May I ask you!??
   She's addressing me.. go ahead!!
I stood silent, not remembering anything in front of her distinctive features..
   I see you sitting alone! Are you waiting for someone or there's something wrong?
  Nothing.. how can I help you, miss?
She spoke for a long time.. and even babbled many words that I didn't even listen to.. all I remembered was that she had just arrived from Turkey..
I just arrived alone and ..no harm in some company haha
She laughed..!! how it was sweet to my ears..and even annoying!!
I picked myself up and left immediately..
Sorry! I don't talk to strangers... Strangers!! Did i mean her??
Right! I think I am a stranger to myself, I did not realize yet that the beginning of my journey was the beginning of my maze, so that the aurora was destined to continue repeatedly..
It was crowded and I didn't notice my turn had arrived..
I don't know! How do they call this feeling.. the feeling of being lost in your homeland.. I was haunted by alienation in my place and in my time.
Someone's screamed behind me..: "Move!!! We will not wait for you for a lifetime! Are youCrazy or You claim idiocy!"
He meant me with his words, God!  my omission had overlooked the one who was waiting behind me. I was confused.. my papers fell.. yet suddenly a sweet voice has approached me..who?!! The stranger!!
   Damn you!! You don't look like you've a lot to do man!! It doesn't matter to spend your whole life waiting.. for this beauty!
Whoa?! Is she flirting with me?
She approached me, took my things, and smiled saying:
Dont panic! It's not your fault!
Thank you.. and! I deeply apologize.. I said it before left hurriedly, not realizing that fate had forced me to leave a trace of me.. I didn't notice that I left my passport and.. my longing for my lover! ..
A drawing in which I had cleared all the features of her face that remained stuck in my memory.
The stranger carried my passport, and it was quite clear that she was curious about my name and who I am..
Nour..! I think we're gonna enjoy it!!
Happily the stranger said that after she decided to look for me to find out the secret behind the drawing .
I took a taxi and headed home.. A lot have occurred to me. Well i'm sure she is doing better than me , but.. my work requires me to return.
A year passed without me speaking, why did we part? Do you remember the reason?! Haha.. I only remember that I no longer meet you on my way .. You! Yes you Jaydaa.. I can no longer hear her voice in my ears however..I think I am still waiting for us to meet by coincidence ..
How I longed to see her by any chance .. although I hope that this doesn't happen, that we stay away from each other.. from all the details that we shared..! Anything that would bring everything back..
I don't want to go back to how we were..! Even though i..
I yearn for her! For our memories.. for every single moment.. i do. 
Her shadow that I still see in the house I live in, where I still see the flock of pigeons that nestled in the window of my room.. i used to like it and still like it..  the glass of that room, the smell of my flowers.. the sun's rays reflecting the crimson color of my room.. everything.
The willow flowers that I took care of for a long time have withered, as well my sad memories have withered..
Despite this! But her absence helped me a lot..hurted me a lot yet I liked it a lot..
I got home..!
Yes.. a year passed and I continued studying musical notes.. a year passed.. I continued to learn drawing.. I continued composing, writing.. I continued everything.. even singing in the early morning, sleeping late at night and making paper swans.. I continued my life Quiet in silence.
Here I am again, living my life in her absence, she can't contact me, nor talk about me, not even.. remember me..
A year has passed and I am still me.. here in this vast space of strange dreams, waiting for the train that will carry my thoughts, the melodies of my old guitar and my sprawling swans.. even this tired body that helped me so much to adapt to the new situation..
  The house seemed to me spacious and empty of everything. I packed my things, went to shower then to sleep, hoping to stop this sterile thinking and dive into memories that will only drive me to regret.. I thought about what happened to me at the airport.. Wait a moment! Where is my passport?? And .. Jaydaa's drawing!! shit!! I think I lost it...
The stranger !!.. I remember! I think she found what belongs to me..
The question kept haunting me in every forum and scolding me for my negligence. How did I not notice!!.. Rather, why is she in particular..?
  I kept thinking about that stranger for a while.. I remembered looking at her dreamy eyes, her crimson lips, her stark body and the strength of her personality..
   What did she want from me..?
At that particular moment , the stranger had met her family at the airport, it was a warm and intimate meeting.. She soon started asking about her car..
   my car..!! where is it..?..
  I miss roaming with my car.. hand me the key..!
And what a show.. !! She lit up the capital's roads as if it was a racing circuit, her attractiveness was striking.. because none of us was aware of what she was deeply hiding..
This is how life is, when we miss people or places.. we will change! Or they will change.. but! I am sure that our situation was different, not for me.. and not for the stranger as well..
Her loneliness yet her past, did not change anything in her.. Rather, it made her stronger..! Her cheerful spirit, and her strong presence..everything remained the same for her..as she started the game of life and still in control of things..