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May 2017
She promised me...



a phone pealed...
even felt its ring before it peals...
its a was a sweethearts' phone..
run so fast to pick a phone...
run with no thinking..
because i were waiting her call...
yes she is..
its a sweethearts' call...
hello sweetheart...
how are you, she said..
miss you so , dreamt about you...
whispered into my ears...
tomorrow is our date..
we are going to meet there..
there as we used in a same place...
promised me that tomorrow is a date..

got happy...
never got as this happiness before..
because tomorrow going to meet my sweetheart..
screamed...
danced...
felt as i am flying so high...
because tomorrow is a date...

tried to sleep...
its so difficult to sleep..
while you are waiting another day..
the day which is a date..
date with a special one..
a lover whom you will meet..

kept all my night thinking about her..
dreaming about her if my eyes closed for a while..
long night i had, but it was a lovely night..
night with a lover whom i love...

went to the same place, there...
were we used to meet..
waited and waited...
hour by hour...
kept wait..
the whole of day ,i waited..
but she didn't come...
promised me to come..
but she didn't...


by : hazem al jaber ...
hazem al jaber
Written by
hazem al jaber  59/M/Jordan
(59/M/Jordan)   
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