Calamanteen

If you only knew how similar we actually are, you and I.

We both order the same meal at the same restaurant.

We both like fast cars.

We both laugh hysterically when our friend trips and falls on his face.

We both donate blood to a total stranger.

We both tutor our little brother in math.

We both have had our heart broken.

We both cry when our parent dies.

We both get sad when people die in an Ashrafieh building collapse.

So how are we different?

Because I go to bed with men and you go to bed with women?

Don’t judge me before you get to know me. We’re not that different, you and I.

Seedy or seedless, we both come from the same Calamanteen.

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The fruit’s actually spelled Clementine, but “Calamanteen” is how we pronounce it in our household.

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4 thoughts on “Calamanteen

  1. paty January 16, 2012 / 12:28 pm

    Beautiful!

  2. Peter January 17, 2012 / 2:52 am

    Soooo Like it , Nice writing !

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