hayat84
I'm not what you believe
I smelled a familiar redolence,
maybe it remembered me your presence,
while you were close to me.
We,
two alone,only Allah was looking at us,
that day,when I was sad to let you go,alas,
but I was happy you'll have been back soon
Now I wish to close my eyes at the light of the moon.
I'll beat away the sorrow
until tommorrow,
when a new day in sh Allah will come,at the sunrise
I'll be waiting for you,again and again,
I'll remain
all day long while the sun still warms,
until I'll run into your arms.
This time I won't let you go,
this is a promise.
P.S:don't laugh at me,I like romanticism!