Monday, 30 April 2012

I missed it :(

She called me and I missed it :( sometime i think am so unlucky... i been wait for her call for a long and I missing it..............
Feel nervous will try to call her today. Want hear her voice.............

luggage



Whether is a bit could i went to find my warm cloths inside of my luggage. while i was opening suddenly i heard her perfume inside my became full of tear madly smelling my cloths to find which one is that....... apparently it was in my sick head.
I wish I was a bird could fly, fly far far away to find her see her smile again..........

wearing my birthday shirt maybe wine can heal me for tonight.

But always remember me

Sunday, 29 April 2012

Time flying


Last year at this time, I was in my bed thinking next at this i must be married to her.such a sweet  imagination.
This year at this time wishing I live in last year for ever.....

Still cant deal with my void life. its so blank without her


Thursday, 26 April 2012

Wish to see her smile


I love being by coast, this place located between dry land and sea worlds.
at the beach i fall in love and at this place i broke inside after she left the house.......... i think now my life is also like beach, Some where between love and breaking.anyway thinking of her gives me strange feeling that could hill me for a while............
keep thinking about her but i desided to not bothe her much, I read some where that absence makes the heart grow fonder. This is probably why lovers who are apart spend most of their time thinking about each other..... maybe its my share.
she is my true love! my only love!
months are passing many thing is changed but my feeling is the same as it use to be..

waves are coming and going, some time strong and sometime gentle but its frequient love that sea sends to golden hair of the sands.
Wish to see her smile soon.

Thursday, 19 April 2012

These days I relay need you to miss me. :( my life squeezing me to death and i am straggling with many thing. i wish could talk you i wish i could share my thought with and i wish you...........
please miss me :(

Wednesday, 18 April 2012

It’s Insignificance

It’s Insignificance I know

My sick mind takes me to time traveling.

When she were sleep on my arm, sleep never could catch my eyes I was dreaming with my opened eyes just wanted to watch her……

Every time she was leaving the house I counting the time till she coming back, I was so blind how can I let her go………..

When I was with her some time she fined me distracted and quiet then she asked me what are you thinking about? ……………………..

I was thinking about the time of separation I had a hope told myself it couldn’t happen, lie to myself she will return back……..

When we went up the month kiera we were seat on the cold rock and I hug her, I hold her tight. she told me I don’t know how can I leave you?…

I am so lonely now nobody can be her for me. I would miss her until life become over.

I know my love is insignificance to what you did for me but it’s all I have……………………

Saturday, 14 April 2012

Thinking about you


Thinking about you....................................................................................................
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Thinking a lot.........................................................................
God is very generous he gave me anything I asked for but you..................................
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still don't know why?....................................
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everything is repeating and repeating there is no end for this
closing my eyes and feeling your lips on it, feel your tears on my face
your shaking body on my laps......
anytime thinking about it........
just a flash back in my mind............
How much do you love me?............................
a question which i trying to find an answer for it

Saturday, 7 April 2012

my naked chest please stub




After she thinks about what I've told her before, tried to hurt me tried to make me angry she want to push me. She decided to make me to stop loving her, because she wants me to move on. It hurts for her for sure but as I told her I want her to know that I am not angry and I didn’t get hurt, I know her so well she is not good actor I believe she is not or at least she is transparent for me. Even if she really mean it I won’t hurt because I deserve it, I am not self-love and jealous which I wish I were. I wish I could be around her when she feels alone, I wish I be someone for her that she could rely on….. I deserve for her hate, here is my naked chest please stub it. If someone would hurt me one day I want you to do it.

With love and care and respect

pouya

Sunday, 1 April 2012

The train



I found myself after last goodbye, in my wagon with a baggage of memories full of my dead dreams
Suddenly there inside in the rush, a voice so familiar A voice that becomes a cry when it says my name
And the train set off and again you are far away from me I wanted to say so much to you
To shout how I love you Ah, I could a life In a moment I change it And I wrote "I love you" in the window As soon as I saw how you cried Ran my river of teardrop Because, my heart, you were late The cities and the stations passed but you always by me I see your form, you speak to me as rain, as air
I want to go down in the verse the time but my voice is scattered I want to go down in the turn back in the past, but none doesn't hear me And the train is lost anymore as the light of one day

How can I describe it!



It’s something that I can’t live without like water for the fish; it’s with me all the time no matter if I am happy or sad it’s with me just like part of my body. I can’t cover that it’s transparent like a glass. Its undeniable like the sun it would live inside of me until last moment of my life.

It’s a love and I can’t describe it, missing her to say it:

You gave it to me and I love you to the end