S.

“My eyes watching you from afar..

My heart aching when seeing your pictures..

My soul calling for you in silence, I don’t know what is happening to me..

I think of you before my sleep, and you come to me in my sleep, I wake up looking for you around, wishing to find you beside me..

As if we never knew each other, we avoid looking at each other, and the heart burns from its sighs..

Ego has become the title of our story, so life continues more with imagination than reality..

If only we humble ourselves more, so that our souls would cheer up and our hearts flourish with peace and love..”
― S.