I got more sad in the sexy movie, my heart is stored…. beside the door
I stood in his apartment and knocked on the door ... I could not knock on the door. Sexy I probably did not want to
I will face the king's taste. I will open the door without knocking
Without saying a word, he looked me in the eye for 2 seconds as big as Connie and turned around and went inside the house… Cheshmeh
The dead were young. There was nothing left but to ask for death… with more stress
I entered the house more than before. I closed the door and went inside..sound of the song: I will die alone without you ..
I will be alone in your cousin without you .. If you are not crazy, you will
How depressing this song was. The curtain of the room was drawn and not a speck of sunlight was allowed to enter the house.
He was sitting on the sofa and humiliated Iran
On the wall..I looked after him looking at the photo on the wall. It was Muhammad's picture, but the black ribbon revived the method of compassion in the human heart. Seeing her photo and that black ribbon, tears welled up in my eyes again. But I, for example, had come to calm Negar down. I tried to swallow all that hatred with all its bitterness. It was as if I was throwing stones in my throat. I went and sat down next to him وی Wagon's song began to sing: Live life… I miss you I miss you…. I shed tears on her cheeks. I wiped the tear with my finger. How hot it was! He looked at me and said: See, is it raining? - I do not think so! It was sunny now! - Look! Without saying a word, I went to the window and pulled back the curtain. I could not believe that the lady's sun was gone behind the clouds… It was raining… - Yes! It is raining.-Put the curtain aside. Open the window, the tears were still coming back. By opening the window, the smell of unbelievable dirt filled the space of the house. Thousands of birds are nesting م I was very upset گار Negar was still humiliated like Mohammad عکس Tears did not come again. There was a flood on my face, I sat next to him. I said softly: Should I turn off the song? He was very disappointed. He looked at me and said: No! I did not say anything. I had lost my sense of helplessness. I could not do anything to calm him down. Nothing came to my mind. Maybe nothing could extinguish the blazing fire in his heart م I took his hand and said: Negar! You told me to come forward! Dear! Say… Say to style the object… -What should I say? From my love? Or out of sadness? From my memories? From my misery? What can I say? Can't you see my stomach? What can I say? - Calm down! Try to believe that it is no more. It's not so easy hahaha! Do you understand? cant! Who knows what is going on in my heart? - Tell me, sweetheart. Tell me, what's going on? Josh got up. I went to the bedroom… I followed him. Dam stood in the room and leaned against the door frame.-Look at that bed! If the whole world is not present, I will be away from it for a moment. This bed means all our love games. It means all our romances… it means all my life… it means all my memories! Do you see how miserable I am? My whole life is summed up in one bed !! but no! This is not a piece of wood for me! This is more valuable to me than these words… You who do not know what day and night we spent together in this house on this bed اش he did not cry to finish his speech بودم I was silent and I wanted to be empty. I wanted him to cry so much that he would remember what had happened to him and his sweet love… - I always put myself between his male arms and he was holding me so eagerly that I felt that I was drowning and I did not feel He wanted me to be away from him for a moment. When he kissed my whole body and watered me with his caresses, I was no longer in this world. It remained on his face… - “It was here that he always looked me in the eye first and played with my hair. I smiled at her and I caressed her. Slowly, the shadow of his head was heavy on my face and he put his lips on my lips یم We closed our eyes and we were no longer in this world .. We were no longer in this house ون Our souls were wandering beyond these places. It was then that I could no longer bear the presence of one of my clothes on my body. We savagely pushed her in my body and again, like these hungry people, we attacked each other's lips and swallowed each other… When my body was tense, I felt a terrible sense of calm. I wanted to push myself as much as possible and always feel so close. It seemed like it was so much closer together. The sliding of his men's hands on my delicate and feminine body creates indescribable pleasure. So beautiful that Haifa used the name of lust .. Believe me, it was love moment by moment… When I reached the border of madness, I felt that our naked bodies were too small to get closer to each other م I wanted to feel it inside me. I wanted it to flow in me. I wanted to feel his presence in my being as I hugged him and I have his lips on my lips… When it flowed inside me, I felt that he and I are one person. And we were really one. In all those moments, Mohammad and I were one person. My soul to my soul !!! I was no longer myself. I no longer wanted to feel even for a second that I was not in front of him and far from his arms. I grabbed his back and moaned. In the midst of my gentle moans, I asked him never to leave me alone. I would show him his kind smile again and he would say: Is it possible? I will die without you! Even if a thorn appears in your eye, I will die… You do not know how, when we wanted to get closer to the peak of our love, he gently waved his hand on my twisted body and did not let go of my lips for a moment, and when I was passing the peak of that peak and I was calming down تم I was kissing so much that my mind was empty of all thoughts and my only thought was Muhammad and his love and kindness…. We were lying on the bed in each other's eyes and shouting at a lover without saying a word… ”He went from sitting to lying down and opened his hand. Humiliated to the ceiling .. He did not say anything! I did not say anything! What could I say ?! I felt what a ridiculous word I said when I told him to forget it! Is it possible that he was not a human being to forget this love in his life? He slowly turned his head towards me and looked at me. His eyes filled up again and a tear slipped from the corner of his eye and fell on the bed… Arum said: Can it be forgotten? Can it be believed that it is no more? Is it possible ???? I lowered my head and gently wiped my stomach… he got up .. He left the room without saying a word. A little further away from me, he turned and said: Do not follow me! I want to show you something کنم I'm calling myself - okay. Any comfort… I sat in the bedroom on the floor and on my knees and froze. I looked at the wedding photo on the wall… What day was it… Mohammad and Negar were not on the ground. They were in Smoon for themselves and happy! Although none of them had anyone to invite to their wedding except me and a few of their other friends, these things did not matter to them. It was important to arrive when they arrived. They were important to themselves. What happened that made it like this? Why did that damn accident ruin everything? Why didn't Negar go to Muhammad? The way it was better for him .. Now he is knocking alone م I put my head on my knees and went to think and waited for Negar Saddam to show me and see what he wants to show me…. I fell and followed him to the reception, but he was not there. I went to the kitchen. Dam mourned in the kitchen. My eyes are blinking out of my sockets. My legs relaxed and I knelt on the floor in front of the blood-soaked corpse and cried loudly بود There was a letter on the kitchen floor. Right next to her… ”Lisa! I said come to my body on the sample ground. I have no one to tell you about my death. Bury yourself. I bought an empty grave next to Muhammad for myself. Bury me there.
