dear

It has become somewhat spiritual, My soul has chosen her, my soul has became habitual of her. There is my yes, for every of her orders; But when she said to forget her, my beats even denied her. Her smile is very sweet, so I don't let her cry; I like to call her 'Sonpapdi', and so i don't call her by her name. Its so that i love her very much, but if we are not together; Then it may be the wish of God. I would have forgot her, like she did; But, i would have loved her more than she did ?