Just a poem
You think like I love you
I don't even think about it
I'm going to be a nun in this church
Our relation is to talk about our religion
You always smile to me
On return I give you my smile too
The same way,
The same way like you did
You try to touch my hands
Everytime when we meet, talk and sit
Whenever my mind is somewhere else
I end up giving you my hands
Only for just to say thank you
For respecting me
For ecouraging me
But you end up just like that
Only saying few words
Your hands are very soft
I believe you are in love with me
It's too late unfortunately
OH MY LORD
Please forgive me
Poetry by Zainab
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Written on 2006-10-18 at 10:29
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You think like I love you
You think like I love you
I don't even think about it
I'm going to be a nun in this church
Our relation is to talk about our religion
You always smile to me
On return I give you my smile too
The same way,
The same way like you did
You try to touch my hands
Everytime when we meet, talk and sit
Whenever my mind is somewhere else
I end up giving you my hands
Only for just to say thank you
For respecting me
For ecouraging me
But you end up just like that
Only saying few words
Your hands are very soft
I believe you are in love with me
It's too late unfortunately
OH MY LORD
Please forgive me
Poetry by Zainab
Read 676 times
Written on 2006-10-18 at 10:29
Tags Sad
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