I feel I am dying slowly, slowly
You left me here lonely, lonely

The only word on my tongue
You, you, you

Why did you act like a lover?
In fact you were a liar

You made me feel what love is
After you left me, what do I have?

Do I have any hope in life?
How can I cope with life?

It is not so late, come back
Let me feel myself in your arms

Tell me what to do
All my dreams are about you

By Zahra H.

Photo by Paul John Tavera