I went for a walk with my uncle and Yasmin, we walked all Rafeedia street, I didn’t walk in that street since 4 months or so, I was happy first to walk there again, many places changed, disappeared or replaced, new shops, restaurants and cafes.
We continued to the University street, the one I walked with him many times, it was a sweet memory first, then an awful one, here we walked, and we were together then, you were talking and I am listening, I jumped around you, and loved you there, I loved watching you next to me, longing to take my hand, but we can’t because it’s not accepted in this city, you were next to me and I couldn’t touch you or love you more.
Walking there brought me back to you, everything here drags me to you, reminds me of how much I loved you and how much I hurt you, I did hurt you, I was scared because I knew you will leave me and I was concerned about giving you to save my heart suffering after you do.
I passed by your house, I was there once, sorry, I didn’t love you as you deserve, my love was immature, shy and scared. Now and I know how to love you, how to treat you, but it’s too late, too late to love you again, cherish you, and make you as happy as I can and you want.
One thing I will never stop and regret, loving you endlessly.
