Promises might leave our lips, and destiny keeps them to fulfill in the end. The intoxication of love may bind you to your beloved heart in such a way that living without them becomes impossible. I no longer care for anything but your presence. Your presence has become my aim and desire, my beloved. I have become selfish to the point where my mind refuses to see you with others; it refuses for ... that you stay alone, crying over me, while I am unable to comfort you.

Language: Arabic Edition: 1 Size: 24×17 Pages: 150 Volumes: 1