TS - Cornelia Street 2#

Assalamualaikum

Now we talked about the evening rains, while the tall buildings here stood simple.

The purple sky was beautiful, and I thought about the pink one you showed to me.

Evening rains are what being awaited the most,

And the thought of your gentle smile made me smile, in a thin line.

I didn't know what to think of you. 

Yesterday we talked about exchanging meals and the perfectly built home.

Every evening I hope Allah will make it rain here and there,

And I liked the talks about the normal common sense and how it would make me feel, calm. 

Sometimes you were far but most of the time you would always be an inch nearer to me. 

When the air called out for my desperation, and I called out for you to hear. 

You seemed close to perfection.

And I still didn't know what to think of you. 

But days with you felt like myself, and it felt perfectly complete. 

You always taught me to be greedy, and selfish. And each time you never failed to make me feel good about it. Because you always gave me more and more. The downside of it is, when you leave and I still don't know what to think of you. But I would always sit on this floor thinking it would seem better if you thought of staying somewhere here.