Sorry, but I love you

I always think of..

The way you smile, the way you laugh

The way you move your hands, the way you walk

The way you think which makes me feel stupid

And the way your eyes shine when you look at me.

I love…

The way you play with my hair

The way you talk, the way you yell

The way you touch my hands and kiss them

And the way you make a fool out of yourself just to make me laugh.

I love you, I love you, I love you…

I really do…

I don’t know what is it with me

Your love was supposed to send me free

Something has to be wrong with me

But I am sure that by time I will get use to it

And your love will bring me relief..


Written by: Nada Mrabet