Metaphorically, our souls met long before our bodies did. I shall never forget you, Nisreen, and the many things you taught me. My love for our friendship is eternal. My feeling of belonging to you will never fade
I will remember you every time the sun rises
I shall write you letters on paper whenever a breeze blows in the morning
Just the way you always liked
I shall sing our favorite song
I shall give you a flower
I shall read the book you gave me every time I feel lost
I shall read it over and over until I am tired of it
I shall speak about you to every passerby
I shall tell everybody how you loved life
How you insisted on “planting” hope in our hearts by force sometimes
I shall repeat your words
I shall talk about your dreams which flew up in the sky
Let me tell you this
After your shocking, though silent departure which uprooted the serenity of your presence from us
The peace you felt inside and around you, and which you believed in my dear friend was nothing but an illusion
Since they killed you, we have not felt at peace
They blew out the last spark of hope we believed in throughout this genocide
They set everything on flames
They crushed everything
I cannot, and I will not forgive this world that took away my beloved ones from me
May God’s mercy be upon you, my dear
The sun has fallen asleep
And Nisreen is gone forever
Dima Hany
22/04/2025
