Nayla heard it with great feeling.
Miss this is sure ...
When the heart breaks down in all images ...
The patter of sorrow greets the soul ...
When you go somewhere ..
Meanwhile, love is growing behind regrets ..
Wriggling dew behind opium ..
Your love is sincere and holy ..
Where should I look, step, surrender, or go ..
While my soul is swaying with the growing feeling of this ...
Those who are slowly present fill the recesses of the heart ....
Come back love, fill my day with the warmth of your embrace ..
I miss you never disappear ..
Like the sun that is present disappears but never dies ...
After she finished listening to the poem, Nayla's longing for Ardian grew even more unbearable.
With a sense of despair, Nayla pressed a call on Ardian, there was a tone on Ardian's cellphone but it did not pick up.
Nayla called her many times, but Ardian did not pick up a single one.
