عالمي .
Відкрити в Telegram
' وَخَدَعَتْنِي الدُّنْيا بِغُرُورِها، وَنَفْسِي بِخِيانَتِها '
Показати більше863
Підписники
Немає даних24 години
Немає даних7 днів
-2630 днів
Архів дописів
863
- إنّ الحزن الصامت يهمس في قلبي حتى يحطمه.
Silent sadness whispers in my heart until it breaks.
863
Perhaps we'll meet again in another life,
whether as lovers or enemies.
I will compensate you for all the pain you've endured with a love you've never known.
Perhaps you didn't appreciate my love, but I care for you indirectly, trying to ease the pain and suffering you've experienced.
Love me as you wish, and I will give you my undivided attention.
Whether you live or die, I love you and will never forget what you've given me.
Look at me with optimism, just as I looked at you with your positive qualities.
I loved your personality before your outward appearance.
Tell me?
Am I just a passerby?
Or am I a dear friend to your heart?
Or did fate decree that we meet only to suffer between hate and love?
I wish you were mine, but I would wish someone else for you because we are not meant for each other, my dear.
Do you want my love?
Do you want the attention you deserve? My arms are open to you anytime, whenever you want. Open your heart to me and tell me what's bothering you, even if you talk about someone else and flirt with another girl while you're drunk. I'll forgive you because I love you.
Or would you like to meet secretly in a dark street under the moonlight, with the rain soaking our clothes?
It's cold, and our nerves are frayed from the frustration of our miserable relationship, but we won't forget the pleasure on that bed, will we, my love?
The pleasure of sin is stronger than the pleasure of what is permissible.
Hold me tight, and let's go towards more unforgivable sins. Let's just enjoy ourselves as we lead ourselves to hell.
863
Perhaps we'll meet again in another life,
whether as lovers or enemies.
I will compensate you for all the pain you've endured with a love you've never known.
Perhaps you didn't appreciate my love, but I care for you indirectly, trying to ease the pain and suffering you've experienced.
Love me as you wish, and I will give you my undivided attention.
Whether you live or die, I love you and will never forget what you've given me.
Look at me with optimism, just as I looked at you with your positive qualities.
I loved your personality before your outward appearance.
Tell me?
Am I just a passerby?
Or am I a dear friend to your heart?
Or did fate decree that we meet only to suffer between hate and love?
I wish you were mine, but I would wish someone else for you because we are not meant for each other, my dear.
Do you want my love?
Do you want the attention you deserve? My arms are open to you anytime, whenever you want. Open your heart to me and tell me what's bothering you, even if you talk about someone else and flirt with another girl while you're drunk. I'll forgive you because I love you.
Or would you like to meet secretly in a dark street under the moonlight, with the rain soaking our clothes?
It's cold, and our nerves are frayed from the frustration of our miserable relationship, but we won't forget the pleasure on that bed, will we, my love?
The pleasure of sin is stronger than the pleasure of what is permissible.
Hold me tight, and let's go towards more unforgivable sins. Let's just enjoy ourselves as we lead ourselves to hell.
