Like a tree with no roots, like a star with no shine, like Jasmine with no scent; like a mountain with no peak, like a river with no flow, like home with no residents. That's how I feel, with you being so close to my heart, so far of my reach. Emigrant, wan and withered; clueless, lost and deserted. I miss you as much as you are missing in my life.
I miss u too, and eventually a freely flying bird will find his next again
Posted by
Lamiss |
11:00 PM
Lamis, missing u my friend.
Posted by
wafaa |
2:06 PM