And … She Died That I Love!!!

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Love never lived up to the end, I do not know how to be the end of love, because all those who loved them

Died !!!….

Daughter of my aunt died one morning, and fell all the roses that I was carrying ….

Been talking that evening, before falling roses from my hand, the evening before traveling to the holy city of Mecca mediated by the car a few hours, she was afraid of something, and you turn off this fear in my words, the burning in my heart, fear itself, did not stop repeating, “Please not Tinseni whatever, put in your heart what is in my heart nor neglects!! “.

She told me: –

= I do not want to travel, I am afraid that does not see you again ….

I felt her fear in my heart, and tears in my eyes, but I calmed her down, and I said to her: –

= Trust in God, not Satan whispers thoughts, God is with you …

My speech was a mere talk does not convince its writer, but he reassures her heart ….

Cracked down on the headset, and ended our call, and flared in my heart by fear …

I called my friend immediately, and told him Boukovi and her fear, and begged him to travel with me to Mecca, and that our car behind them, did not hesitate, in Fjrip next day we were behind them, watching from afar, and the journey ….

Her brother is driving their car, big, and we are behind them, see them clearly, and after we have come a hundred and fifty kilometers tempered brother of speed, swerved right into the gas station, did not enter the station, so as not to see us, and when they finished the station, we have made a distance between us and them do not raise them doubt.

Her brother is going very rapidly, we had to increase the pace, to accommodate the distance between us, and suddenly

Exploded under their car, and disturbed balance, Froenaha veering right and left, and then go off the road and turned four times, was my friend, is one of the driving our car, calmed down quickly, and out of the car quickly to them, and began to drive them out of their car, and I am strong in my seat like a piece of ice , and my tongue speaks “is not dead baby …. baby did not die.”

Doubt movement in my body, Vlhakt my friend, and her body taken out of the car and Houdnth, her head on my chest and her eyes look long beams that are fixed in the sky, I screamed her name, and fell on her face, unconscious !!!…..

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Twenty-three days I spent in the hospital, I do not see anyone, no one knows my fate, I woke up after

Theoretical one who turned around, I was looking for, I found my brothers and my friend only …

Hoarse voice, she asked her friend, did not give me an answer, she asked her brothers, did not give me an answer

Then I realized this calamity, and then canceled my name from the register of joy ….

Several days later my friend told me: –

= What hit her just some light wounds only ….

Although I know that love is dead I asked him: –

= And what has happened to baby ?!!!!…..

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Died of love ….

And lost the way to replace the flowers

I no longer sow in the garden of my house, and Warda

Died of were made in my tongue the word “love”

I need a lot of paper and time to write about, I need to listen to me who I share it, including myself, do I need to do is watch the heart so as not to weep with him !!!!…

I need a friend tells me I am not writing from fiction, and I did not catch the dream a dream ….

I need to cry, and cry …. And cry …..

Pause …

Died did not die of life, and I stayed in this life, so do not forget ….

Remained alive after he died of love in my heart, and has become my life without women !!!….