cling to doors

I lost one of the places where I lived, I started hanging on doors, keys, wood, grass and trees in particular.
Anything that is reassuring.

I am good at expressing condolences.
The night was the first and the last of my fears that prevented me from sleeping. I did not sleep until dawn.
Coexistence with life is the reassurance that the harm that will happen to you is a transient thing.

Although love hated Fairuz and hated art and abhorred beauty, but I often forgave him because I was reassuring.
However, it became a symbol of fear for me.

The sparrow and I became friends.