It's evening, I'm sitting outside and there's a sweet breeze, I'm watching the moon and the stars, I'm listening to the song 'Barni' by Ahmed Biif.
"And you prosper Bed linen And the lover's wound I am a pastry chef On this brake".
I think I miss something, it's not me, I really miss someone who time passed by years ago, I think we're still together and living with his memories is not enough for me, I feel everything we didn't do together They used to hang out and I was alone.
Oh! What did I miss my partner? Stories we used to listen to, I'm not listening now, I've lost the morning I used to wake up every morning with my cell phone ringing like a bell, I've lost everything about you. I miss you,
I miss you so much, every day I write a message to you, I know that you are not reaching me, I have to convince myself that when I reached you,
I got an answer from you. I say hello to another world that you don't know about me and I don't know the world you live in and how you enjoy it. Hearing your voice once is more important than anything in the world. If you are elected, it will not happen.
Author:Zayid Mohamed Ali
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