YOU

You

my heart beats are not the reason like everyone, for those actions in my bouncing chest,

It is the fluttering butterflies which you feed in my chest

when you call them they can’t stop moving...

that is not my blood flowing in my veins and helping me to stand up,

that is the sun'beam flowing, which you feed its source with coal

when you smile my tension is increasing..

they are not the only reasons -why i don’t give up from you- which are your personality and beauty,

that is my belief that your mug is prepared from my rib.

when you exist, my chest bones are becoming complete.

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I have said that we can’t make it, we can’t go on it if you are not next to me, at past...

indeed you were always with me, but i just haven’t put my hand on to my feelings

let me cook fresh bean for you and let's eat...