SOMETIMES I THINK

Sometimes I think what would happen to me if you were not there for me

I would rather die if you won’t hold my hand in the crisis

My heart starts beating since you came in the life

Otherwise, it has become like stone which is hard but full of cracks

Cracks of wounds that might not be healed if you were not came in my life at the right time

Sometimes I think what would happen if you won’t spell the magic of your love on me

Let me tell you my love that If you were not there what kind of and how my life would be

I would rather live my life as a patient lies on a bed in comma

 I just breathe without feelings

I would live but without a purpose

“But I can’t take it anymore” I said to him.

How can I tell you my love that now I am dying of this disease

Even yours hard and passionate love can’t save me

O my lover I love you so much that I can’t see you in pain to see me in pain

So I have to hard on you to keep away you from my miseries

You may hate me for this but I always do opposite to you

And now I think I will be away for forever when you would read my last words of love