world of love
We parted. That was God's advice. He took you from me. It's been a month since we parted. It's hard to be without you. When my wounds were fresh, the first days I lost you I thought I wouldn't make it. But, it didn't happen like that. Whenever God wrote to my destiny, then I will come to you. The two years I spent with you were the most beautiful, unforgettable of my life days were Remember, we planted flowers together in our little yard. From the shop they were ready-made flowers. You were burying them in the ground. When I hugged you from behind , you turned and looked at me. Your mind stayed with me, the thorns of the rose dipped its fingers in blood .Ehhh… Once upon a time I put my head on your chest and held it tight - I would hug you tightly. Like I knew I was going to lose. And now...Now and my hands are just hugging his painting. Give me strength. Every item in our house is filled with your memory. I think you are in the room, looking at me with your sad eyes. I turn and look...And you're gone. Dark rooms it's like a cold grave to me. You died once, I die without you I die every day. Once upon a time, every day when I left the house, he kissed my forehead "The right Make it halal, the inscription on my forehead. I love you very much." you would say.
But, one day in a soldier's uniform "Make your right, the inscription on my forehead, I love you very much." said, you left. This is the last ride You never turned back. You know, two things keep me in this life. First, I am so glad you are in Heaven, I'm sure. because martyrs who died for the Motherland are unquestionable , will move to Heaven without seeing the torment of the grave. And the second is a piece of you—our son in the crib.
That's why I have to live without you.